Berzerk Novels & Stories

Certain words and topics triggered it, just like a neuclear fission reaction. My monsters would resurface if I talked about diminishing them. They would take over me and harm anyone who talks against them. They don't care if it's Maddy. Maddy looked out of the window, from which I identified as anger and pain. But I didn't care. My condition was a part of me and she had to accept that. It wasn't long before we reached the restaurant. I parked my car and made my way into the restaurant that resembled more like an asylum.

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After that, he chose a weapon and prepared to rely on the container for cover. He then noticed the communicator inside the box and instantly became excited. After quickly assembling it, he switched to a frequency often used by Wyvern Peak before yelling, "This is Berserk from Battle Warrior Steel's unit. I need help. We have a man down and are in need of urgent medical attention. Please respond. I repeat. Please respond!" But nobody replied… Berserk, close to tears, continued to yell, "I need help! Please respond! Please!!!" Crackle!!!

* *crush* Without hesitation, Krittin swiftly retaliated, delivering a palm strike that sent one of the wardens crashing into the cave ceiling. The other warden managed to evade the attack and retreated to the cannon platform mounted below the central ceiling of the cave. The AB Cannon on the platform towered above, resembling a pillar-like cannon in Idorund's hands, but this version was colossal, comparable in size to a ten-wheeler truck. The bright streaks along its edges emanated from the glow of the giant Aiolia ore. It was a weapon that Airburst took immense pride in, capable of decimating an entire landscape with a single shot. And now, it was aimed directly at Krittin.

It had a chequered front strap, double diamond grips, stainless steel and engraved frame, polished gold finish of the Wilson Combat Classic Super grade handgun. Eden had seen it in Malakai's hands multiple times and absolutely loved it. In all honesty, she was just taking it now to piss Malakai off, and trust me, it worked. Malakai was fuming, Eden was going to be a lot to handle, he could already tell. He knew she would not be easy to control, and that was an understatement. Eden had become one of his best too. By the time Malakai reached his office, Eden was long gone.

I poked the keyboard in anger, “What are you thanking me? Who are you thanking? We are friends! I don’t need you to thank me!” System: “Lucifer’s madness erupted and activated Slaughter Mode.” War of God: “Alright, hurry up and get Lucifer’s account back. Don’t waste time killing me here.”

Are you okay with what you’ve done? Jamie inhaled through his nose, schooling his face into neutrality. He was about to tuck the phone away when it vibrated again. Max: Okay someone on the forum says if i burn down my whole base, it’ll trigger rare spawns. What do we think? Jamie didn’t believe Max could be that stupid. That was the most obvious troll tactic in the game. Burning everything destroyed the ecosystem and took weeks to recover. No way Max would actually— Max: Sounds crazy, guess I'll burn it all down later.

Weakness: High-Frequency Noise (Disrupts Sense of Smell) & More Tempting Odor Source. "Damn! A Butcher-Zombie!" Lia shrieked, ready to strike. Behind the first Butcher-Zombie, dozens more with muscular bodies and various sharp weapons began to emerge from the gaps in the shops. They all radiated a terrifying aura of meat-lust. "There are so many of them!" Bima whispered, panicked. "System, you said their weakness was 'high-frequency noise' and 'a more tempting smell'!" Bima asked internally. [System Suggestion: Use 'Master AI' to produce a high frequency. Use your 'Indomie Super Nutripower' as a 'More Tempting Odor' (Risk: Sacrifice the Indomie).]

“You!You are a sadist pig asshole motherfucker that thinks he can touch any woman he wants and they won’t say a damn thing about it!” Madchen was furious, her face distorted with anger rising like a raging phoenix, kept in the dark too long, and she was reigning down hell fire upon her cowardly supervisor, unleashing all of her fury, past and present, on him…