Bloody Flux Disease Mga Nobela at Kwento

I said “Wait, these parasitic nightmares have tricks of their own?!” Dashie said with a scared tone “yep these parasitic nightmares have tricks of their own Dashie” I said “what do you mean Firefly?” Twilight asked “when you a kill infected mob at rare chances at death, a mob head of the infected mob will attack you OR the infected mob explodes releasing buglins” I said “oh my… poor things” said Fluttershy “I feel sympathy towards these poor animals Flutters but these parasitic nightmares are hostile towards you” I said “those parasites shouldn’t infected those mobs in the first place” Fluttershy weeped Bronyium patted Fluttershy’s head “I know you felt sorry about those infected mobs but th

For many cases, this cloud suddenly appeared and can’t be predicted. It just the beginning, few days later a strange creature found. This creature was created by a stream of acids that gathered in one place, people call it Fluxter. People are afraid because they eat humans and animals, so they are considered as a threat and must be destroyed. Government use classic way by military force, but it was considered less effective to defeat them because too much loss either in terms of material or resources.

She rolled her eyes. “How do you know it’s fluxo?” Damon asked a question that didn’t seem to cross my mind because of my inner struggles. “Uhmm.. I.. I am not sure but..” iris stutters through her words. “Do you have any tangible evidence?” He threw another question at her. All eyes fixed on her. “Floxo has an after red effect it leaves on a person's hand even when handled carefully. Lara hand doesn’t have that.” Freya chipped in.

They were scared that these people might get them. The Belmorthe Family on the other hand managed to escape the burning tower and started running away from that place. Lady Molly had seen the horrifying scene of people attacking each other. She knew to herself that this certain event is bad and could send disasters in the coming days. She knew that this sickness is inevitable. It will not go away that fast. It's a plague.

“Well is that so? That is quite surprising since the disease is in fact related to the brain and wolf and nothing else.” “The disease does not affect any internal part of the body. Instead it's one that makes one run mad after losing their wolf.” “From the first day down to the day my friend died, he never once coughed like a sickler nor bled. Instead he became so crazed that he took his own life.” “So Hector and Rina, do explain to me where your own Lunacrocious disease stems from?”

Roberto's POV "My God," I whispered to myself, my eyes scanning the pages of the medical journal in front of me. Lupine Devourer, the disease Alexander had planned to unleash on our kind. It was even more terrifying than I had imagined. A highly contagious and deadly viral disease, specifically designed to target werewolves. It attacked our lycanthropic cells, disrupting our ability to transform. The symptoms were severe: fever, chills, muscle weakness, and eventually, complete loss of motor function.

Xavi asked, snapping me from my thoughts. I glanced at him and with my lips pursed, “Let’s go,” I murmured as I climbed into the carriage. It was not truly my business, and the last thing I wanted was to be entangled in this mess. The ride jolted with bumps, but suddenly something swirled into my nostrils, a sharp, metallic, unmistakable smell, like blood. My eyes darted over my body, yet I was not injured, so where was this coming from?

"You haven't been doing a very good job of it. Have you been eating?" Alex sighed. "Yes." "I wish my equipment was working. Maybe you've got a bug," Brooke said. "It would be a first. I've never been sick before," Alex said. "Which is why I'm worried. It's not common for a hybrid to get sick like this, especially a Six. Do you have any symptoms you haven't told me about?" Alex shook her head. "Just tired. Headaches, nausea, my arm hurts, and my lungs hurt." "But no sniffles or mucus? What about stomach pain?" Brooke asked.

She opens the book and a roach crawls out. I shriek, jerking my knees to my chest. Esme raises a brow. “You’re a wolf, and you’re scared of a roach?” “What’s a wolf without a wolf?” My smile is bittersweet. “Don’t do that,” she scolds. “You wolf will return. Now, when the rumours came, I consulted the books and some friends.” I try not to let my own thoughts scare me. “What did you find?” “You know, I’ve lived through almost seven decades, and I know a bloodline that had white hair. Moonblood.”

Let’s just say it was way too close for comfort. “Francisella tularensis,” Hunter began, his tone steady but grim. “This bacterium is highly infectious, spreads easily, and can cause severe illness or death. In short, it’s a dangerous bio-weapon. People infected with it suffer from symptoms like skin ulcers, fever, coughing, vomiting, and diarrhea.”