Undertale Skeletons Novels & Stories

Sienna appeared unexpectedly. “What are you doing here? Luca hissed, startled then annoyed. “This isn’t your place.” Sienna held up a tablet, “I’ve been analyzing Marco’s old communications. There’s a pattern in the way the Torres Clan attacks.” “What kind of pattern?” Nico asked, curious. Sienna pointed to the screen. “They always strike near the end of shipments, when the guards are most tired. If you stagger the loading times and switch routes unpredictably, you’ll disrupt their timing.”

“A few weeks ago, Dominic and one of his Deltas stumbled across an abandoned cemetery just outside the old territories. Nothing but ruins, overgrown stone, and a dangerous creature of corruption, much like the one Varen is using to terrorize the town. But buried in one of the graves was a skeleton engraved with gold.” “Creepy,” Odessa muttered beside me. “Oh, it gets better,” Allen said. “This skeleton wasn’t just any skeleton. It was humming with residual energy, an energy that was responsible for binding a corrupted creature in place from six feet under the ground.” I narrowed my eyes. “So you’re saying the skeleton had power?” “Not just power,” Allen replied. “It was once the power. That

It’s been days and I haven’t left the house or answered my phone, it’s been days and I haven’t moved and inch from the spot in sitting in, I've been sitting in the same potion with my back to the wall facing the bedroom door as if at any second they’ll come crashing in and drag me to hell for what I've done to them. “Christopher” echo’s around me bouncing off the white walls around me “CHRISSSS”comes the hissing sound of another voice as it calls out to me, I know their not here I buried them, I watched their blood stain my hands, I watched their eyes and the life they held faded away. I watched as I covered them with dirt as I stood over them watching them disappear with every shovel full o

Roy unleashed his Domain, the Heavenly Thunder Domain, again. Thunderous noises could be heard. A giant upper body appeared on top of Tay. It was a skeleton with a skull that was several meters wide in radius. The upper body was over ten meters wide, and there was a huge sword on the left arm. The skeleton was ignited in spiritual flames and was covered in runes. Benedict was levitating on top of the skeleton. He looked at Wilbur coldly. A threatening spiritual pressure exuded from the skeleton. It rose to the sky and enveloped the mountaintop. It was frightening to the people.

More lightning bolts unleashed from the sorcerer's staff, hitting even more targets. Yarsi somehow detachedly watched the battle and listened to the humming air. The destroyed skeletons quickly slid together and, having mixed up, grew together into new skeletons, now little resembling human ones - more huge and powerful. They rose from the ground, standing on many limbs, twisted their joined heads and again found their target - the three people standing in front of them on the road. “This is madness,” shouted Radolyub.

There were fifteen in all, though smaller than mine, and the stones move more of in their centers were black instead of red. "I heard that the Witches would take the Reinhardt pendants as trophies. The other Necromancers could never find them when we collected the bodies." Dad picked one up, looking at it closely before returning it to my hand. "These must have been for the children, the ones who hadn't awakened their Talent yet." Not the whole line. Poe's words from before echoed in my mind. My head snapped up to look at the bird. "I'm not the only Reinhardt that survived, am I?" I turned Dad. "There are others! If I was able to escape from the Witches, there had to be others. Maybe some wh

As I walked I heard a voice calling me. “Hey… hey” I looked around to see who was calling me but I didn’t see anyone. “I am here” He said almost like a whisper. It seems that he is scared that someone might hear him. “Come here” He said I saw an old and dirty cellar where the voice is coming from. That is why I went closer to check who was calling me. I saw a man with a steel chain on his legs and half of his body rotten. His eyes were already popped out and there were a lot of different insects eating his flesh and I could almost see his bones. He looked at me and he whispered.

Well, let’s see how long he could be able to control Angelo. There were 200 thousand walking dead in a body of skeleton marching towards the four walls separately, 50 thousand by batch. The problem was, all the walking dead used magic that normal magic users could hardly defeat because of the demon’s soul that Yael summoned from the underworld into the skeleton body of the undead. He really put a lot of effort into executing his plans.

Lucas called in even more Souled Vampires to assist them, so the extra space was even more useful. It took some of her teammates nearly a full day to arrive from the caves they’d been deployed to. Lucas left a few of his colleagues near Skyrty Palac to keep an eye on the situation. While they reported some cars coming in the day after the expedition, no one left, as far as they could tell. Jo was worried about tunnels they couldn’t see, and about portals, but she knew there was nothing they could do about that. If Holland stayed put until they had a chance to move in, there was a possibility they might actually have her this time.

Not too long later, Damian announced that he had stumbled upon the boss dungeon’s entrance. “If it looks like a grand gate three times my height, full of bones. I assume I found the right place,” he reported dryly. “Should we attempt this raid?” Zen weighed his options. There was only one altar left to find. Surprisingly, the skeletons were weak to holy magic. Zen did not need to cast a high-tier purification spell to reduce the skeleton army into a pile of bones. The Skeleton Knight must have some holy magic resistance, explaining the battle’s difficulty. “Not so fast,” Jessica replied to the chat. “My slimes just found two more rooms. One has an altar, and the other contains a loot chest.”