Agta Mythical Creature Novels & Stories

I ask so we could prepare whatever monster it is. “it was a dead soul Altamaha-ha, it was swimming like a dolphin, but with the snout of a crocodile and big bug eyes, the existence of this stream-dweller has been recognized by Native Americans for centuries. By all accounts, Altamaha-ha is a strange green cryptid; described as 20-30 feet long, with a sturgeon like body and a bony ridge on its top. It’s said to have large, protruding eyes and large sharp teeth. But since it was already dead and it has a dirty soul it was more terrifying than when it was still alive” as Remiel said. I thought that I saw something swimming in the deep hot red water of the river. Remiel was the one who walked it

Ley hurriedly lifted a hand and said, “Oh, no. Not your fault. Anyway, so what exactly are we?” The girl made a difficult expression, like she's trying to formulate an outline for the account. "I think, as the goddess said, we're no longer humans but we still have our souls. Ouch, erase that. I think we're still humans but we just got upgraded to the next level." "In records, Anitos or Idols are ancestor spirits, nature spirits, or deities. It could also refer to carved human figures made of wood, stone, or ivory that represent spirits. So I suppose we are the former?” Leyte raised a brow.

He was about to run, but then stopped because he remembered that Vina couldn't move because of the grip of the Bulan plant and Gods know what magic Astha gave the girl. "That," Vina pointed with her chin up. "It's called Ahool." The man looked like he had just seen a ghost. "How did you know? Are you a psychic or what?" "It's one of the mythological creatures in Indonesia," Vina replied half-consciously, but then she turned to Xingsheng with an annoyed look. "Really, Mr. Actor, you can't just accuse me of being a psychic!"

asked Edmund. "Yes, true. The island of legends is located on top of Genbu's giant tortoiseshell, which can fly and is invisible,” replied Cassia. “I read one of the books at the Brighton Library. Genbu is a giant green turtle that can fly. From what I read, gigantic branches grew from its horn-like head and vines that resembled a beard, and its black, mossy shell seemed to be surrounded by a mist in the shape of a white snake. On top of that shell is the yokai stealth village,” said Astrid.

His voice comes out in a hoarse croak. “You want to say you don’t recognize your grandmother?” Iya Agba replies with a look of irritation. She gives a soft sigh and slowly stands to her feet. “Don’t come any closer!” I scream, raising his palm to deter her and taking a few steps backwards. I look around at the thick bushes which surround us, wondering what the odds of Iya Agba really finding me here is. His mind goes to the stories of malicious spirits I’ve heard before, spirits who takes on the image of loved ones to attack people deep in the forests.

The closeness of the ocean with Agron makes these creatures immortal themselves. In the Paqua dessert lives the goblins, minotaurs and wargs, they are led by goblins yet these creatures always live in chaos with each other since neither of them could reason like humans. In Guado forest lives necromancer witches known as the lich, wendigos, Sasquatch, werewolves and werehyenas. These are led by the lich who are nearly immortal beings too. In the 1502, Ravana Ashworth who led the kingdom of Agron had lost his queen Agatha in a battle when she was stubbed to death. He was left a widow by the age of three thousand with his daughter Empusa.

said Ditiori, and laying out an open grasp, he ordered the poor people, “place your seeds in my servant’s hands and see what happens.” People again ran and tumbled. They flung their arms to get to their farm stock, however hesitated after the stampede when they stood again in front of the embodied spirit. His beast gave the impression of a ferocious, reddish, hairy monster with twisty horns and piercing dark eyes. Its ready claw-like phalanges could instantly tear their fleshes into pieces. Closer huddled the crowd. Maga might have summoned the Divine One’s enemy. Fearful that they were being deceived, so they reluctantly held on tightly to their bags and containers of urns, jars, and

Ambrosio laughed. He was referring to Ikapati and Mapulon, the god of seasons, prized daughter. Every Queen Aswang was connected to her: Princess Anagolay, the daughter of lost things. Anagolay was sacred to the children of the Ikapati Tribe, and the child goddess offered wandering baby aswang and humans alike special protection against Tikbalang hunters and trickster wind spirits. Catarina smiled like a knife, her violet lips, crimson eyes, and bronzy skin shining like a wind chime.

Suddenly Myrvinne, who is actually hiding its presence hit one of the intruders however the other one aimed at him to save its comrade. The others follow suit and see current commotion. “What the! What are they?” Agatha gasped in surprise, she had never seen such a creature before, so then the twin fought the two creatures. Moreover, they overpowered the two, it was then, the other creature threw a smoke bomb and the twins lost them.

"An Algoth." More whispers filled the room. I continued, "It is a demonic-like creature. It looks like a bat..." "Are you sure it is?" Father asked, his voice cutting through the murmurs. I nodded. "The hunters described it in detail. It’s unlike anything they’ve seen before. They know every beast of the forest, but this one had wings and sharp claws. That is an Algoth, and it is from Faerie land." Edina sighed. "So it is a Faerie creature that hates humans?"