Novel & Cerita Amnesia: The Dark Descent Monsters

There were four of them. At the time Amy noticed the monsters, they had already walked up to her. Shock overtook her. "Wait, those monsters... Why are they here now? It's still not dark yet." It was the artefacts Amy had unlocked that attracted the monsters. It was obvious to her. After assessing the monsters through appraisal, she instinctively grabbed the artefacts and tucked them inside a bag. [Wild Merman-Common rank] HP-60. CON-12 DEF-15. DEX-3

My name is Elora and I reside at the Blue Mountain Packhouse. I have a slim figure, long curly blonde hair which I usually wear up in a bun so it is out of my face. My eyes are a deep blue which I love. I am not a normal girl though. You see I am a shewolf, my rank at the packhouse is an omega. I don’t know my parents because they passed away when I was just a tiny baby, so I don’t have any memories of them. The only thing I have is a necklace locket from my mother. I have never taken it off because it makes me feel close to her spirit.

Every shadow seemed to hold a lurking threat, every faint sound of the old house amplified to a crescendo of impending doom. As dawn slowly broke, painting the sky outside in soft, pearlescent hues, Amara rose, feeling a profound exhaustion that settled deep into her bones. Her reflection in one of the gilded mirrors showed a pale, haunted face, framed by wild, tangled hair. Her eyes, usually a warm hazel, were wide and shadowed, a mirror of the fear twisting inside her. She stared at them, remembering Dante’s words. You have your mother’s eyes. She’d never thought much about it. People said she looked like her, but Amara had dismissed it as the usual family resemblance. Now, it felt like a

"What I saw that night was terrible. I later learned that you were attacked by monsters and that other areas have been inhabited by smaller attacks." “Shit, we haven't heard much about the other attacks,” my grandfather said immediately. “I know, clearly you need to call a council to talk about it,” Amelie said. “I'll manage that as quickly as possible,” I said earnestly. “You must because I had more visions; they are inconclusive and unconnected, but they will come to your pack desperately looking for something,” Amelie said. "I know it's here, because I recognize this land as if it were my home. And it is not good; they have corrupted the natural system of power. They have created half-bre

Toward whatever was awakening below. Then he answered. 💔 “You fell in love with a memory.” 😱😱😱 The room exploded with light. The staircase cracked. The darkness screamed. And deep beneath the mansion… Something opened its eyes. 👁️ Not one eye. Not two. Thousands. 👁️👁️👁️👁️👁️ Watching. Waiting. Remembering. 💀 A voice echoed from below. Ancient. Cold. Hungry.

Amora woke up with her cheek pressed against a floor of solid, polished black volcanic glass. The room was massive, shaped like the inside of a hollow tower. High above, there were no windows, only jagged tears in the stone roof that revealed a sky of permanent, twisting gray clouds. This was the dark heart of the northern peaks, the absolute center of the Dark Moon territory. Amora tried to push herself up, but a sharp, burning pain flared across her wrists and ankles.

Then the sky screamed. A roar—not sounding like a werewolf neither like a wild beast—ripped through the air like lightning made sound. The path in front of us shattered, and from the fractured starlight crawled creatures of nothing. Their bodies were black static. Their eyes burned like dying comets. They had no mouths, but I could hear them breathing inside my mind. “They’re not real,” I whispered. “They’re just memories. Right?” “They’re real enough to kill us,” Tamar replied, already casting a circle of light around himself.

I could see her gazing down at me as the ground slowly sucked me in. "Humans and creatures all alike, they all have their monsters and demons within..." Her voice faded into the abyss as darkness swallowed me. My anxiety intensified tenfold, and I felt like I was drowning once more, just as I had in the past. I frantically swung my arms, sensing the weight and force pulling me down. As I descended further, I had no inkling that this might be the end. ****

"But it's only a dream love. It's not real." "But that wasn't the worst part Dad." Max said sitting up and facing Damon with wide worried eyes. Magnus watched Max, feeling his body tense with a deep feeling of dread. Max wiped his nose with the corner of his blanket as his eyes began to well with tears. "A m-monster came out of the pond...a giant, red beast..." ...with broken wings of dazzling white flames and eyes so dark and merciless, to look upon them would destroy your mind and leave you screaming and writhing in agony... Damon shuddered as Max's monster appeared before his eyes, rising from a pool of pitch and flames.

He said by taking a step towards her. "Oh no sir, I do know you, you are our company's president and my Boss....".She couldn't even complete her sentence. He advanced another step towards her and she backed a step, almost tumbling off the carpet. He grabbed her by the waist and said, "observing your symptoms... you either have amnesia or the memory of a goldfish." She was staring right into those dark blue eyes. Her face was so close to his, his lips only inches away. Her heart was beating so fast that she was afraid, he would hear it.