Undertale Roleplay Novels & Stories

"Now, now—you're being way too serious here, Frog. I don't even remember what happened." After all, did a loser and a coward like Flog even deserve his attention? "Ah… Haha, Hahaha…" Flog could only laugh awkwardly, afraid of arguing even though Caleb had blatantly called him 'Frog'. "Well, since you don't even remember, then we can enter the secret realm too? We are fellow representatives of Zoronda, after all.."

Keil seemed the last straw, as someone decent that she is, such behavior was unacceptable "Frey! Your way of acting is totally indecent. " "Indecent? ... Eh" again the deep voice was heard, but immediately the sharp voice returned "You are wrong, come back later, Frey is not there." On the other hand, for Zark, the whole situation was impressive, but impressive in a positive way; the possibility that fictional characters created for an RPG campaign were real and had personality left him speechless. Relaxing his posture. If they were his subordinates, his generals, his guardians, then he must act as someone worthy of the position of his character, he must be Zark Ar Zathot.

“The Light of Heaven shines upon lost souls equally. What ails you so, old sire? It must be fate for my Goddess to guide me here today. Can I be of aid?” Many students in the academy were unfamiliar with role-playing. Zen could feel the judging stares even if nobody spoke up. However, the gamer would never deny the effectiveness of stepping into a role during games. It was not just a matter of immersion. Characters in the game respond better to pre-conditioned responses to help curious players. Hearing that the Gods had not completely forsaken him, the old gatekeeper reached out to Zen and held his hands urgently.

And there, in the center of the code, was Julian's designation: FINAL_BOSS_TIER_S_MARIONETTIST_ACTIVE. Directly below it: PLAYER_PRIMARY_CAMRYN_CHAVEZ_STAGE_III_ACTIVE. And listed in supporting code: PLAYER_SECONDARY_AMON_CAELAN... PLAYER_SECONDARY_MIRANDA_CASTELLAN... on and on through everyone I'd met, everyone I'd fought beside. All of them marked as PLAYER types. Real people transmigrated into the game. None of them marked as NPC. "They're real," I breathed.

Are they born cheaters. I rolled my eyes and cross my hands. He walked around me, while keeping his eyes on me. "I am not sure if he already told you about this. I am Kyro Hale, a well known werewolf around the whole kingdom. I do not have much of a good reputation unlike your Uno. However, I do not care. After two months, a battle will be held on the underground. It is between me and Uno....." He is now telling me something that I know where is headin'. He gestured with a thumb, and his eyes were widened while he show a smirk on his face. "Do you understand what I am trying to say?" He asked.

A male voice, that I didn’t know, asked. Looking up, I saw a male player, standing a few feet away. His character was a vampire, but he was wearing the armor of a Hunter. Hunters in this game were players that found pleasure in attacking other players for their gold pieces and items. Granted, only common items could be looted.

Greta added. I know about that because that's really on their list. In this game, it is said that this theater will act as another character so that you can give justice to that character. Remember? I'm good at that. I always get the lead role but, in this game, it looks like role-playing because it is instant and not on stage. Do you see it? There are salts.

' This was what the human mage-like player kept repeating in his mind over and over. This player goes by the name Mistaken Fox. Due to his plain looks, he's normally treated as one of those people you go to when you have problems. Because of this, he was plagued with such scenarios all of his life. He originally joined Immortal Era, hoping to escape this fate, even for a while, but alas, that was just wishful thinking on his part.