Beast Class Fgo Novels & Stories

“This is a One-Horned Beast with a huge size and strong combat power. Its overall evaluation is three stars, which is similar to the Eight-Jawed Beast from earlier. However, this beast has a special characteristic. Once it gets angry, it’ll turn red all over and enter a berserk state. At that time, the beast will be very difficult to deal with, and its destructive power will be very strong! We need to be careful.” Ludo recognized the beast at a glance and told the others in a low voice. This One-Horned Beast could be found in the database of the Heavenly Court. This beast was normally very docile and did not like to attack, but once agitated, it would rampage. Clatter! With a slight movement

The war could have been avoided, and the True Flame Sect would not have had to sacrifice so many disciples. As Prince Auten boiled with rage, he looked at Garan Beastmaster below them. 'Garan Beastmaster… It turned out that Darryl had subdued Garan Beastmaster.' Everyone else did not know what the beast was, but as part of the Royal Family of the Godly Region, Prince Auten could tell by one look that it was an enchanted beast unique to the Godly Region. At that moment, Lumi slowly walked away from the Hexa Swordmaidens and looked at Prince Auten with a deep gaze.

K 18/9/2010 I feel alone. Papa is gone just like Milly and Mama was never there to begin with. I feel like everyone I care for is snatched away from me. Are you punishing me? I ask the luna every night just before the beast takes over. I don't know how long I can handle this. I don't think I am strong enough. I am always angry, uncle Gregory said I have gone mad. I think he is right. It's always there, breathing down my neck.. the dark traces of my personality wrapping its arms around me, telling me to let go. I can see the beast everytime I look into a mirror. Its silver eyes, my eyes, flash back at me as if to remind me who's in control. I can't control the beast anymore.

I’m sorry I was too much trouble to Luna too," Beatrice said and for a moment Aztec was confused he wasn't expecting this from her. However, he was relieved that she was finally seeing where he stood with her. There wasn't a future for them as lovers, but as wolves, Aztec would always be her alpha in every way. "Is the food here yet?” Gemma asked when she walked out of the guest room with Rodrigo. She had half been expecting Beatrice to be all over the alpha, trying to seduce him, especially now that they hadn't been watching them. But then when Gemma came and found a respectful distance between the two, she wasn't sure what to think.

His small stature and absence of the usual muscular build typical of his kind set him apart. With his limbs restrained by chains, escorted by guards, Aloov was brought before us. I observed him closely, analyzing his condition and assessing his status. [Aloov- Level 78] [....] [Title- Shameless Toad] [Skill - Persuasion, Language Proficiency…] The Beastman's status was far from impressive, yet notably distinctive for someone from the Beast race. The creature seemed visibly frightened, displaying signs of mental instability. Oddly captivated, I couldn't help but study the Beastman closely. In return, the Beastman locked eyes with me, revealing a deep-seated worry in his frightened gaze.

“I don’t know why. But I’ve served long enough to know that when Gorvane looks at someone the way he looks at you, it means one of two things: destruction, or something worse.” Kaerith’s fingers curled against the fabric of the dress. Her nails scraped the smooth silk. “I don’t want anything from him.” Madame Marita gave a dry smile. “That’s not the point.” She picked a stray curl from Kaerith’s shoulder. “The Beast doesn’t have affection. Not for his court. Not for his mate, Vythea. Not for his whores. And not for you. He takes what he wants, and when he’s done, there’s nothing left of who you were.”

The decision had already been made. Alpha Caius was a ruthless, unforgiving man that was feared across the south and beyond. His name alone was enough to turn the blood of warriors to ice. He was more than a leader, he was a force of destruction, a walking death sentence. His pack, the Blood Howl Crest, was forged in the fires of war and its members were born to fight and trained to kill. Alpha Caius was a wolf written in blood. Towering. Scarred. Merciless. He led every war himself, cutting through enemies like a blade through flesh.

As Natsu was standing in the room looking around, a beast from the other side came into the field. The beast was a blue and white three headed dog with fox like appearance, and it emitted lots of magic energy as it entered into the room. "That beast looks pretty powerful, I wonder if he would be able to survive this fight?" Kazuko thought. "I think you guys went too far in this exam, I mean just look at him, he isn't in any condition to fight that kind of beast" Asahu said as Mitsuki replied, "You might be right about that, but no one expected him to be that injured, plus, it would be hard to just change his exam now."

“Cold?” “Freezing,” I muttered, even though his sweaty jersey was ten times worse. He ruffled my hair—messy, playful, the way only a big brother would… but to outsiders? Yeah, it probably looked weird. Especially since we didn’t look even remotely related. Not the same hair. Not the same face. Not the same build. Nothing. “Don’t look at Xavier,” Henry said suddenly, voice dropping to a warning whisper. “He’s a monster.” I blinked. “Who?”