Undertale Skeletons Novels & Stories

the third skeleton replied impassively. "Do you see that man? He came here as a teenager, around sixteen, and he's never been able to fulfill any of our desires," the first skeleton whispered to me. "It's likely that the person he came for has moved on. Some sacrifices aren't worth making," the second skeleton added, sighing. "Now, my desire is for you to bring me a child's tears. Just a single teardrop," the first skeleton instructed, an undertone of excitement in its voice.

******** Meanwhile, hundreds of Ludiciels stood amidst a sea of undead skeletons, fighting fiercely, sending bones and skulls flying in the air. Above them, the phoenix army rained fire down upon the skeletal hordes, burning them to ash. Not far away, Tariel and Sariel ran through the battlefield, panting as they dodged and weaved between broken weapons and scattered bones. Behind them, an undead skeleton shambled after them, bony fingers reaching out. "My children," the creature rasped, running with all it's might. "Wait! Stop running! Tariel groaned. "For the last time, you are not our mother!"

“You’ve surrounded me? You dare!!!” The lich was enraged, resulting in summoning more undead soldiers. “How the fuck you have another set of skeletons when I have already moved all of them to the other sides?” Samuel wondered in annoyance, his eyes quivered angrily. “Human! Do not underestimate me. I can create as many undead as I can as long as I have the fragments of the dead.” ‘Fragments of the dead? What is that?’ Some bizarre information just registered inside his brain, though no answer was available. He still didn’t understand how the lich worked. How could the lich summon the skeleton from underground even though he had transferred all the skeletons available?

He’d fallen and rolled into a vast chamber full of skeletons. He turned, squinting, seeing that it was more than just a depositary of bones. Over and over there were skeletons. Huge skeletons. A majority of them were quite massive and bearing skulls more apish than those of men. Understanding that he stood in a weird graveyard, August figured there was some compliance between the locals and these stinking beasts. That didn’t mean much at the time, as he heard voices from down the way, ahead of him. Barely able to see in the grim light, he flattened against the wall of bones between him and the cave wall, wishing he could climb out, balance on the ledge and go back the way he came. August tho

"I don't sense any darkness within her." "Dante?" Chloe looked between Lucas and Dagmar. "Who is Dante?" "Dante was a demon." Lucas replied. "A few years back he tried to create an army of hybrids including demon-werewolves. He was defeated but not before he succeeded in fathering two demon-werewolf hybrids." "That we know of." Ursula interjected. "No one knows for sure if there are anymore or not." "So, you think I'm part demon?" Chloe asked slowly, not totally believing what she was hearing.

In their black robes, faces hidden and holding the scythe to steal the souls of whoever skin they would graze. “What the…” They took a step back, contemplating the situation. And to worsen it, Katastrofi, stabbed his scythe on the ground, using another spell, “Dirge For The Dead.” The ground cracked and the souls of the fallen soldiers from previous wars began to emerge, rotten to nothingness as their skeleton was left. He not only brought angels of death but also an army of dead skeletons, tougher than a human being. To eradicate all of them, he was not holding back this time. Ready to eliminate them.

I asked them, staring them dead in the face. “Do you know who you’re even talking to?” An unknown voice came from the distance. It made me jump. “Dannika, how nice of you to join us.” Talia said, sarcastically. I turned my head, and saw a woman walking towards us. Dannika was tall, golden skinned, with green eyes and reddish brown hair. She was wearing a pair of black tights, and an olive green dressy tunic shirt. She had brown boots and brown leather fingerless gloves. “Declan, where’s my warm welcome, darling?” She turned to Declan, eyes wide and bright. “What do you want, Dannika?” Declan spat, inching closer to me. I rolled my eyes and stood up. “Why the hostility, my love?” She asked, p

With just a slight rose from the Maiden Sword, Keil destroyed two skeletons; and with this, the simple arrival of Keil had caused three losses to the enemy, lowering the number of these to 6 skeletons. While Nyos and Keil entered the melee combat, Ingrid kept a safe distance with Zark, both observed how Nyos dodged each attack of the skeletons and how their swords were simply repelled by Keil's armor. “Finish them,” Zark pronounced. That simple order from Zark was enough for Ingrid, she raised one of her hands from which a magic circle emerged and with the simple words of "[Turn Undead]" she released a flash of light which devastated all the skeletons in the area. leaving only dust where the

They were vicious and filled the hearts of other wolf packs with fear. They were worshipped like gods and manipulated other wolves to do their bindings, they formed the association of the underworld, distinguishing the wolves from the humans, it was treacherous to have anything to do with the humans and it could cause a death sentence on anyone caught with a human. Great Lycan Silva was the first Lycan to be born and his birth was to be a salvation to all of the underworld… or not.

The darkness of the campus was oppressive, broken only by the dim flicker of emergency lights that cast long, ominous shadows. Luke moved with a purpose, his enhanced senses tuning into every sound, every movement. He started his search from the main campus building. He could hear the groans of the undead echoing faintly through the halls, their shuffling footsteps dragging against the cracked tile floors. The smell of decay hung in the air, sharp and putrid, making it hard to breathe.