Novel & Cerita Belly Of The Beast

"Let's go. Never seen that kind of performance before." … When I arrived at the center, I realized my life had been dull until this moment. The center, like its name suggested, was filled with all kinds of beastfolk. Adorable rabbits, seductive foxes, imposing wolf-dogs, outgoing and cheerful puppies, and more. This was heaven. The beastfolk were performing on the stage with all they had, showing off their charm as best as they could. The performer with the highest votes would be crowned Best Beastfolk Star, and they'd be awarded with a handsome amount of prize money.

I hit the floor and felt something hurt my back. When I looked closely, I realized I was inside a damn pit full of people's bones. I was terrified, then part of the ceiling fell and I could see what was happening above. Elijah was enraged and using his darkness to subdue the beast, pulling it fiercely, and the three heads were writhing violently. That made me realize how powerful he really was. The beast growled with its heads up, breaking the shadows Elijah was using to subdue them and approaching him with the intent to kill him. That paralyzed me, so I tried to climb out of the damn pit, but it was really difficult. Alondra growled loudly.

The beast stood at twice the height of a fully grown man and was an animoid, specifically lion-like. “What in the world is that?” Mary asked, her eyes widening in shock.

She nodded with her head bent and left the office with a tear stained face. I needed to let him out. It had been a long time since I fed. I could smell the presence of a vampire miles away. He was at the pack's border. He must have gotten here by accident but that doesn't mean I was going to let him live. My beast needed to feed and he was going to be the food. Rules were rules. He should have known that this land was forbidden to him and his kind. I breathed in and let my beast take over. Filled with rage and hunger, he moved with great speed and pounced on the unaware vampire. There was something about him, I could sense it around him.

James' laboratory. The Behemoth is a towering and fearsome monster that commands attention with its imposing physical appearance. Standing at an impressive height of 30 feet, this colossal creature possesses a muscular and robust build, its body covered in dense, scaly, and rock-like skin. Its massive torso is adorned with sharp, bony protrusions, giving it an intimidating and primal vibe. The Behemoth's limbs are thick and powerful, capable of delivering bone-crushing blows. Its eyes, glowing with an intense fiery hue, instill terror in those who gaze upon them.

The beast groans, inducing terror in me, wrecking my cool. Why does he seem so curious?

The beast stops growling and changes his stance from fierce to a bow. His head is now bent down, and he motions to me as if he's trying to tell me to get on top. When I don't move the beast stands back up and growls like he's telling me to get on or else. I do as the beast says and slowly approach him to climb on top. Being unable to steady myself on top of him, I grab hold of his fur and hold on tight. At first, riding the beast was like riding a horse until it started to run

I’m using its own fire against it, absorbed by my Power and now concentrated into a narrow beam that multiplies the heat ten-fold. The monster bellows in agony as the fire sears its throat. Wracked with pain, it rears up onto its hind legs, exposing its belly. My fire beam travels down the beast’s neck and along its less-protected underside, splitting it open. Boiling blood gushes from the wound, hissing like a nest of giant snakes as it strikes the cool earth. Along with the blood, dozens of yellowish oblong spheres the size of beach balls tumble from the balrog’s belly. With one last agonized roar, the monster crashes to the ground, dead.

A beasted (inflected form of beast) like creature tip-toed, getting closer and closer to him by every step. As the lights came on, the sound of tension rose, thus, the figure was revealed. Nothing more was it, than the worst John had to see yet. Having no face, perhaps, its figure was disturbing. It suddenly stood to the straight standing figure of a normal man and its belly instantly got torn. Drools of saliva dripped down from its belly which got torn slowly by sharp piercing objects. No blood present rather, just a sticky liquid dripping… The sound of tension rose higher as the belly suddenly got torn. The beasted creature still stood still. John's face was caught as the light was firm in

Breathing in fast paces, still staring at me, yet, like I was a foreign entity. “Bastard.” He suddenly seethed, in a doubled voice. “What? Who are you talking about?” I cried out, pouting my lips in hurt at his sudden state. “Teta…” He trailed his father’s name out fiercely, hands in defense like he was protecting himself from something. When he transformed, his beast stood up, pouncing on the floor in a heavy thud. As he did, broken shambles followed, destroying the entire piece and everything that it entailed.