Berserk Edit Novels & Stories

General Abtez was lucky because as one of the Berserker generals, he was popular with women, and he didn't risk losing his immortality if he had sex with someone. Berserkers were sexual beings and loved the challenge of convincing a virgin to bed them. They were the strongest warriors in Odin's army; they wore the furs of wolves and bears and when they went berserk, their muscles would grow and they would become bigger and ten times stronger, with claws shooting from their fingers and fangs protruding from their mouths, taking on animalistic qualities. Their eyes would glow an ice blue, which gave them the ability to see in the dark. Some of the stronger Berserkers could even shape-shift int

Luca asks and returns to the book. “Berserk. It's called a berserk”. Erik corrects. “This matrix just shows what to use those who went berserk for. To go to war for Odin. It must be the transformation itself you have read about. It is believed that it could be attributed to Frej”.

[Warning] [Glazed Kaizu: Berserk Mode] All stats have been considerably increased and movement has changed from slow to swift. Attacks deal 300% more damage. "Uh, oh." ........................... "Thud" " I can't believe I had to carry the both of you." "Sorry..." "Nevermind, hahaha finally I get to see the first human city!"

"Patch it quick or leave it." Elira grabbed bandages, wrapped Serna's thigh tight enough to make her vision spark. Tied it off brutal and fast. "That'll hold maybe an hour." Elira's voice shook. "After that you're done." "Then I better make the hour COUNT." Serna tested her weight, leg held barely. Three berserkers came through the north breach together, coordinated. Smart ones, that was worse. Serna met the first one with her knife in his eye socket, twisted. The second one's axe caught her shoulder, opened it wide. She barely felt it, drove her other knife up under his ribs.

So if not because of the death at the hands of the Dawn i wouldn't have even found out, well my consciousness is slowly gaining superiority, i can now suppress the boys consciousness like i did before, well the boys consciousness is not that bad just that he is too a good person, i will just let him take control and only suppress it when i need to, Isekai (thanatos) thought to himself as he continued with the man within the city. The man brought out the ball again and let it transform into a carriage once more as he asked Isekai (thanatos) to get in. Inside the carriage the man put on a wide smile as he said. "you are really good, sorry for my behaviours towards you before. I am Berzerk a t

He looked at the limp Beatrice, wondering what had happened to her, before his eyes trailed to her twists that she had cut with the penknife, and more specifically, the pen knife that he had gifted her. Beatrice had cut herself a little too deep and was losing blood fast. Aztec wanted to heal her, but he could tell that she had stopped her healing. There was just no way he would give her a command or even her wolf, when she looked like an over-watered cabbage. She looked terrible and that was something Aztec noticed fast. Oh, how the times changed. "Fuck," the alpha cursed out as he threw his coat on the floor, and knelt to pick Beatrice up. Her eyes were losing and fast and yet even then, h

This guy was just too skinny and light for Kalen to struggle to bring him down. Bam!! Bam!! Bam!! The fall disoriented him, so he couldn’t react as Kalen unleashed a flurry of blows at his face. The Berserker Battle Mode is a very straightforward and easy divine battle art, but don’t dare underestimate its strength. This series of calculations by him was all it took to kill this troublesome fellow. His flurry of blows blew his opponent’s head off, as his brain matters scattered all over the floor. The spectators were slow to react but as soon as they understood, cheers erupted everywhere.

These berserk werewolves could be the missing werewolves from so many packs. The team was split into two different lines; the Frontier line and the second line. The Alphas and Betas were leading the frontier while the Gammas were leading the second line. The berserk werewolves weren’t that far anymore. Their growls were getting louder with each heavy stomp. When the first berserk wolf appeared, Cohen jumped in and fought it. He bit the wolf by the neck but not deep enough to kill it. Cohen broke the wolf’s front and back paws. The injuries could heal in a matter of hours. It was good enough rather than killing it on the spot.

The dreamscape was nothing like the dark, smoke-laced visions that usually plagued Steve when the Berserker tried to take over. This one was clearer, brighter. The air buzzed with electricity. And standing in the middle of the field of bone-white grass, was him. The Berserker. Not in the monstrous form it usually took—this one looked almost like Steve. Taller, broader, with burning gold eyes and a beast-like sneer carved into his mouth. Its muscles rippled under tight black skin, its long claws glinted under the dream sun.

Wait, why does he look like a real berserker? Jeje flies through the sky by boosted by the fire igniting on his back like a real Gundam. He flies tearing the wing with his piercing hand and flies back tearing it again. He keeps doing that that Ahol wings are full of holes. Buriko beats the Tasmanian Devil with his ax in rampaging mode. Why does he really resemble Heracles?!