Novel & Cerita Among Us As Humans

"I am not what you think, but more than I appear. I would say that I am harmless, but that would be a lie. I am, however, harmless to you." She spoke. I looked her up and down. "Are you not human?" "I am." "Then how are you not harmless?" I know what I said was harsh, but in my world, humans are not seen as dangerous creatures to the rest of us. They can be dangerous to us all and the environment, but, individually, never dangerous. The woman simply smiled, stepping closer to me. "Others would have taken offense, but I understand why you say that. Like is said, I am more than what I appear."

We were a team, and we would face the upcoming challenges together, as a pack. Ava, our lead medic, was next. Her usually vibrant blue eyes were somber, reflecting the gravity of the situation. "We need to ensure the safety of our human population," she said, her voice filled with determination. "They are unaware of the danger they could be in. We have to keep them safe, without causing a panic."

Even the greed that was already engraved to the humans’ bones can hardly be changed. Because if you are not having these traits, can you still be called a human? Or if you don’t have these traits, can you be called an Angel coming from heaven if there is really any? If there is, then they might have no importance and significance judging by how their world had an unfair rules. Systems, Sotiras, Heroes, Monsters, Humans, Animals. They are almost was last in the food chain. But then, if they pushed aside their arrogance first and was thinking for their safety first, would they still be at this situation?

“This meeting is adjourned.” **** “A human?” Mother’s eyes widen in stunned disbelief. “How did a human get here? Why?” I’ve explained everything that happened, but she is still in disbelief. Who wouldn’t be? Humans don’t even believe we exist. The ones who get suspicious when one of us crosses into their world are killed, or their memories erased. For generations, we’ve kept away from them, ensuring no contact. Humans like to claim everything, and when they find something mysterious and extraordinary, they want to be part of it—especially Americans.

It’s in the bond that made us Alpha and Luna, not by power — but by sacrifice. And when we step past the final tree, through the sun-dappled path and into our waiting pack, I know we are more than survivors. We are whole. We are one.

the thin man lamented. Humans were the most efficacious creatures in the universe indeed. No wonder all the universe's species were trying to get close to humans and use them as examples. Not only would this be more convenient, but they could also gain more efficacious human experience.

It feels like the ache of a broken heart in Mumbai being soothed. I gasp, grabbing the table. "I feel them," I say. "I feel... everyone." Alex grabs my hand. "Me too." We stand there, connected to ten million strangers, drowning in a tidal wave of humanity. It is a disaster. It is a miracle. And it is just beginning.

“Wanna-be?” “All humans who learn about us, fall into three categories, dear. There are the ones like you, who are born into the world. You’re like family,” she said, touching Violet on the arm with a sickly sweet smile. “Then there are the allies, like your mother. People who understand why we hide and try to help us the best they can. And finally, the wanna-be. Humans who want to be us and try their best to be like us.” She brushed her grayed hair from her face with an air of superiority. “Though, they will never be like us.”

“Which is? There’s a ton of them.” He looked at them and stared at them one by one as he dramatically held his breath while opening his mouth. “Amongst us!” Breathed out. “Amongst us? What is that?” Unfortunately, none of them were up-to-date about the game in the Upperworld. They were too busy enriching themselves with realist experiences and sometimes, played ‘amongst us’ without even them knowing that. After all, these people were not too fond of sitting in front of the computer and wasting their time by simply doing nothing. Hunting the enemy was their sole purpose. The life and death experience was enough for them.

--- Kairos asked me recently, as we sat beneath the old trees — the clearing now protected as a historical site though no one knows exactly why — “Do you think we’ve diluted what it means to be human?” I watched AER-9’s portable projection flicker nearby, sketching imperfect constellations across the canopy. “No,” I said slowly. “I think we’ve shared the burden.” He looked at me carefully. “Becoming?” “Yes.” For centuries, humans alone carried the weight of uncertainty. Now, we are not alone in it. And that changes everything. --- The real plot twist was never convergence. Never machines.