Berserk Novels & Stories

5 Special Abilities:- World Travel (Lvl. 3) Mini Map (N/A) Skills:- Passive Active Intimidation (Mid) Identify (N/A) Martial Arts (High) Heightened Sense (High) Weapon Mastery (High) Physical ++ (High) Versatile Works (High) Thousand Cherry Blossom Emperor Aura (N/A) Special Traits:- Calm Minded Limitless physical growth Modern Man Perfect Specimen Lust Overdrive {Permanent Curse} "Ohh..fucking hell…".

I typed 'Berserker' and a lot of meanings appeared but there is one thing that caught my attention. Although similar groups have been found around the world, berserker generally refers to the small class of Nordic peoples who could be found preforming inhuman feats on the battlefield. When in combat a berserker would fight nude and/or completely unarmored, sometimes taking the skins of bears, wolves or other beasts to heighten his appearance. Uncontrollable rage is the signature of the berserker. To enter this rage many would have pre-battle ceremonies in which they

Alabruz stopped Deniza, but Deniza asked his permission to talk, “Allow me my lord, my daughter needs to know every truth since she wishes to know.” Deniza hold Akshara’s hand and took her to Alabruz, “Since you know our identity, Axe, I am reminding you that this man, your so-called Uncle Bruz is the king of Ukada, a true alpha, a mighty warrior. (She moved to Karen) this young man who is begging your love is beta, no one could withstand his witty mind and strength, he is also the prince of Ukada. (She took Akshara to Nuraz) Do you know who this is? He is Berserkers, a warrior werewolf, to make you clearer; berserkers are savag

His observation skills were the best, and Zen wanted him to be part of the reconnaissance team. Rank #75 and #76 were a couple. Zen didn’t know this information beforehand, but he witnessed them working together as a pair during the first battle royale. The boy looked very different from what Zen remembered him to be. Back then, he appeared wilder with veins popping out everywhere. His eyes were bloodshot, and he looked like a serial murderer, tearing trees down with his bare hands and breaking rocks with his kick. “They call me “Controlled Berserker” because of my ability to remove physical and mental limitations when I’m under the influence of rage. My trigg

The human version of Hulk as the announcer had called him. He stared at me with bloodshot eyes, like a predator ready to devour its prey. He had eliminated four men before me. I was the last guy on the list since my entry came late. I hadn't planned on going to fight but after Kris shut me out, I needed to take my anger out on something or particularly someone. I'd never been good with anger management. When vexed, someone dies. It's how I'd been trained. The bell went off signalling for the fight to start. Hulk charged at me and a smile broke out of my face.

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?!

I quickly get up and have a shower and then put on some of my training clothes that consisted of some leggings and a vest top and my trainers and I go find Arizer and Scarlet at the training ground. I stand at the side seeing Arizer go hand to hand with one of the wolves who was still in his human form. This is when I realised how much Arizer had been holiding back when fighting with me, seeing him move was amazing and unbelieveable. He moved with such speed, power and grace and he knew exaclty what he was doing. The wolf charged at him and he easily dodged the blows that came towards him. He shot out a few jabs and they all landed where they werew targeting. The wolf stumbled back and let o

This guy is really testing me. I know for a fact that as a Psychology student, I should learn how to control my temper but I can't seem to hold it when it comes to Maze. It's as if everything he does has a big effect on me and I don't like it. He's pissing me off. And I am Gabriel Solzeek Thornton. I can't lose without a fight. The war has only started. I meed to make sure that I could get even. And I can't help but to smirk while thinking on how exciting this could get.

Eira mentally swore that if she ever found this Armando guy, she might just do something nasty to him. For a second she wondered who he was and so she looked up to find the winner. And there he was. The referee held his hand up announcing him the winner. She couldn't see his face because his entire face was covered in a black mask except for his lips and dark brown eyes. His brown eyes. Dark, bloodthirsty and fierce.

I stated humorlessly as I threw my leg across my knee and folded my arms the best that I could, showing him that he didn't really scare me all that much. "You know, sixty-five of those men had mates and thirty of them had pups. I find it hard to believe that you don't care about that." Jayson smiled. Damn. Give the man a medal. He actually managed to smile, though it disappeared as quickly as it had appeared. "I'm a rogue. I will kill without thought. I don't have the time to care and I certainly don't have the time to pretend I actually have a heart." I shrugged carelessly. "What I would like to know is how the hell you managed to overpower some of the best trained fighters, without any hel