Undertale Oc Maker Novels & Stories

"Luckily,I came prepared. Just keep an eye out for anyone approaching this way." He took out a yellow paper and laid it on the floor. Joonjae and Yoseob surrounded him, with their back turned towards him, looking out for anyone who may approach their way. Undertaker took out a quill and began to draw ancient strokes on it, while chanting a mantra under his breath. The strokes flashed brightly for a second before disappearing. "There's no demon in there," Undertaker announced. "He's clean." "Thank god," Yoseob let out a sigh of relief. "I don't think I could have taken another gruesome sight."

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Even though it is a game, Kirou had to admit that Immortal Era did a wonderful job in recreating such a scene. Feeling the urge to capture the scene before him, Kirou thought back to the conversation he had with Mistaken Fox in the underground cavern, along with his memories from reading the gaming helmet's instruction book. Having remembered the information that he needed, Kirou made two Ls with his thumb and index fingers and put them in the shape of a rectangle before pointing at the sunset before him.

After the door shut behind him and the butterflies let me go, I collapsed back on the couch. "Wow, so," I glanced over at mom who was sideways to my vision. I flip over so she was right side up and I watched her attempt to pick the right words. "Alpha and Omega, Omega to Luna." Like a water faucet she started to cry, I stand and tug her into a hug.

It was just simply unimaginable for him. “Affirmative, Maru.” Madame Ais replied. The eloquence earlier was no more and her words reverted once more to its mechanical answers. “Is there someone stronger than a level 10 cultivator, Madame Ais?” Maru continued to ask. His thirst for knowledge was awakened with the uncertainty he felt during their discussion. “Affirmative, Maru. Above level 10 cultivators are the Makers. They can create realms and design it at will.” Madame Ais responded.

It went in the ascending order of bronze, silver, gold, platinum, prince, king, honor, supreme, and legend, with the finders of the Merc Union being legend rank themselves, each of whom were Emperor rank in cultivation! After Caleb, Fafnir picked the call sign 'Famine', Oxley picked the call sign 'War', and Bigby picked 'Plague'. The receptionist giggled as she registered them. "Well those are some interesting names… It's like you are all intent on bringing the apocalypse!" "Hehe! They are cool names!" Oxley chuckled. "Oh, and what shall the party name be?" the receptionist asked. "Let's go with the Undertakers," Caleb said calmly, suddenly remembering something the Coffin said. "And our mot

Rick At the training grounds, Ivy watched while a few omegas painted a couple of the bags. Whatever the paint was, it sparkled in the light but was otherwise clear. “Art project, Love?” I asked and sat down next to her in the grass. “After visiting my grandmother, Blake thought exposing the warriors to silver was a good idea. I thought having bags to punch covered in it would be an interesting way to go.” She picked up a container next to her and held it out to me. “Hungry?”

Yet, she felt a sense of accomplishment and pride in overcoming the first trial. As the smoke cleared, Sable turned her attention back to the pedestal where the luminous orb sat. To her surprise, it had transformed into a beautiful pendant, pulsating with a soft, ethereal light. Sable approached it, her heart filled with wonder and curiosity. She reached out and gently plucked the pendant from its resting place, feeling a surge of warmth spread through her hand as she did so. The moment the pendant touched her fur, a rush of energy coursed through Sable's body, illuminating her entire being. She felt the power of the crystal of eternity intertwine with her essence, empowering her on a level