Undertale Skeletons Novels & Stories

This feeling was very strange. "Clang" However, at the next moment, with waves of strange friction sounds, everyone's questions were completely answered. The white skeletons slowly crawled out of the sea and onto these stone bridges. These white skeletons were clearly bones of undead, and they were beyond the elite level. The white skeletons, which were integrated from top to bottom, all carried a strange energy flowing. Their powerful auras were clearly visible. What they were holding were all sinister longbows. They looked fatal, while this group of skeleton undead had over ten thousand of them. The number of them was astonishing to the extreme.

He could believe that Caleb would gain the ability to punch above his weight, but punching above his weight while also killing instantly? Caleb smiled faintly in turn. "Yorba Danmel, Tobek Zangief, Zahn Nispark… I will bury you and your friends right here!" Bang! A five foot-long ancient bronze coffin appeared right beside Caleb just then! Clang! The lid on the coffin opened audibly and slowly just then, revealing a darkness within that was no different from the abyss. Yorba, Tobek, Zahn, and their respective patriarchs felt their hearts skipping a beat seeing such an eerie sight, unable to smile…

"I won't let them harm us." Aunt Cleo's voice sliced through the air like a warning bell, her words laced with urgency and gravity. "Aqua, you need to grasp the true threat of the coven. They're not just ordinary casters. Each possesses unique abilities, ranging from unnaturally swift regeneration and inhuman strength to the sinister power to manipulate creatures and even people, turning them into spies. Some even boast of an unnerving form of immortality, extending their lives far beyond the natural order. And worst of all, they have the terrifying capability to absorb the powers of other casters."

“No, silly, they’re very common. Every household has them – women do it mostly, consulting on minor things to figure out the near future, help make small decisions, find lost things.” “Lost things,” Anton murmurs, coming to the floor too and peering at the supplies – a bit of twine, several differently colored rocks, a few very small white sticks that I suspect are animal bones, and then three tiny metal loops – gold, silver, and pewter. “Like…souls, lost in the Deadlands?” “Oh, I mean, I’ve never tried that,” Laila says, her voice a little breathless and reverent. “But…we could try? I mean, the casting can’t be very different, can it?”

Marcus, the quiet guy from accounting leaned against the door, arms crossed, with a bitter smirk twisting his lips. “McAllen,” he said. “You’ve been looking real happy lately. I see you enjoy your late night with the boss.” My stomach dropped. “What the hell are you talking about?” He stepped closer, I could see the jealousy in his eyes. “ I saw you leaving the private elevator. Looking like a man whose ass has taken some cock. You’re not the first, you know. The Ghost destroys anyone who tries to get close. You’re just the latest toy.” “The Ghost?” I laughed it off, but my voice sounded shaky even to me. “Sounds like some movie legend bullshit.”

Blood splattered all around. After the Sword Lights had finished attacking Xanthakos, a terrifying skeleton appeared in the void. It was half black and half white. Amidst the sounds, the skeleton slowly raised its head. “James, it seems that I have really underestimated you. “But do you really think that you will be my opponent just because you hold the Demon-Slayer Sword?” Then, Xanthakos extended his skeleton arms. A mysterious gray Vital Energy exuded from his body. He turned into countless skeletons and headed toward the gray clouds above him.

The whole way went smoothly. He even felt like looking for Sam. "I wonder if we can link up. It's so boring going around alone. If it weren't Sam who suggested this, I wouldn't be bothered with something so childish," Zach said. Before he knew it, he arrived at a small room that was only a few square meters large. There was a pile of bones on the ground. Zach kicked it around, looking around and not noticing anything strange, so he turned around and left. The moment he turned around, someone appeared behind him without him knowing.

Veronica had even introduced me to them on the battlefield where they were punished by the elders. But as I watched, the features of his face slowly melted away, revealing the bare skull underneath. He had finally become a complete skeleton. He was truly dead—no soul remained. In this world of the undead, only Klaus, Veronica, and Carlos had retained their human forms. Why were some people skeletons while others were not? Suddenly, a thought struck me, and I felt an urgent need to test my theory. I pulled the crystal ball from the white silk knot at the back of my waist. Holding it up to the bleeding skeleton on the ground, I noticed one of the black spots inside the crystal tremble slightly

I looked to my left and then to my right and then walked closer to the store and eventually into it. “HAHAHAHAHA!!!” The skeletons on display within floor to ceiling glass cabinets all pointed towards the scattered bones around Xanthea. Xanthea giggled as the bones stacked themselves on one another, regaining its skeleton form. “Nice bowling, young lady. Skully’s knocked out bone to bone. Hahaha!” A skeleton spoke from behind the glass cabinet.

The humans went about their business eating dinner and getting ready for sleep; oblivious to what went on inside the large canopy of the dense trees. Deep inside the forest, the scent of blood hung thick in the air. The night had gone eerily quiet as the five creatures were standing in a loose circle. They were oddly shaped- a cross between an orc and a goblin with limbs sprouting from their bodies at odd angles. Their eyes were mere sockets, lidless and black orbs and a slit for a mouth with a set of crisscrossed pincers and a long nose to complete their look. They were the hycwens, a blood-thirsty race of wild and untamed creatures that killed for sport and ate anything that moved.