Cerberus Helltaker Novels & Stories

It was a beast as large as a house, with three heads that snapped and hissed at the air. It was a Cerberus beast. Its skin looked like cracked black armor, and its tails lashed back and forth, covered in wicked spikes. ​I watched, frozen, as the three heads turned. ​The first head had sickly yellow eyes that leaked green poison gas. ​The second head had no eyes at all, just a mouth filled with hundreds of jagged, shark like teeth and ​the third head was wrapped in living flames, and when it opened its mouth, it sounded like a human screaming in a fire.

My shoulders tensed involuntarily. The stone walls of the tower seemed to close in, suffocating me. My breath felt short with panic. No matter how deep I tried to gulp the air down, my chest tightened as if an iron weight had settled on my lungs. “SATOR,” the demon chanted, its voice echoing from nowhere and everywhere at once. “You shall reap what I sow for you. I am Tethys AREPOS, your owner. TENET, I hold you as my own. OPERA, you shall do my deeds and work. ROTAS, until the wheels have turned three times.”

His whole body was tense. It wasn’t a weapon, not a real one. It was a black plastic comb. Julian was filing the tail end of it, grinding it down to a nasty, sharp point. “Amore,” Caesar said, voice soft. “What is that?” Julian didn’t look up. He tested the point on his thumb. A little red dot appeared. He wiped it away. “Cerberus will have detectors and they will find metal and wires.” He held the comb up. It still just looked like a comb.

When he got hold of this Garrison and his son Tanner, and they came down to his world, they were going to feel every pain he could think up. "Has Cerberus ever acted like this before?" "Only once, and that was the first time I took him away from the Alpha King." He told me. "I don't understand why he is like it now though." "Tell me about his powers." I asked. "How will this help bring my daughter back?" I heard Andres ask. "I don't know, I have a feeling," I murmured, still watching Cerberus. "Well, magic has no effect on him, he can sense when death is near, he is loyal to a fault," Hubert answered with a frown.

He had lifted the scout and opened his mouth. Terror had frozen him in place. His impulsive hero act had disappeared. As Ceberus took a slow bite of his victim’s head. It wasn’t the wet crunching sound that had really gotten him, it was the fact he had slowly adding pressure to his victim’s head and the sudden scream of his pray. “Ben...ed..ic” He growled. Tilting his head, eyes wide and absent of anything humane. Cerberus opened his mouth. He had let the remains of what used to be part of a human slip from his muzzle.

She is not afraid of what will happen to her, a true hunter indeed. However, her face seems so familiar. Like I have seen it before, way before, she looks and acts like a hunter. I exited the dungeon as quietly as possible. A gathering with Alarick and some subordinates must come first. Carrying the burden of making Alarick the next Alpha, I am trying to create different excuses to say to the subordinates. Subordinates are old werewolves who served under the last Alpha, Alarick’s father. “Convel,” I am greeted with old werewolves and Alarick, who is now biting his thumb.

She tilted her neck to allow him to get food from her and get her as he had done for all those decades, shedding silent tears that mixed with the waters of the waterfall, trying to wash their traces from her soul before her cheeks. And he did, he came back and acquiesced to her. Carmen is one of the shades of Hell that refuses to leave him, always dragging him into darkness and absorbing every light that tries to infiltrate his heart. He will not come until after he kills her, but he always finds something that prevents him from killing her, so he tries to drive her away, but she refuses to impose herself on him in any way. Carmen is the sea of ​​darkness that quenches its thirst with its po

She looks at Samson looking completely lost then looks back to me quickly. “Who is Cerberus? I-I mean as in t-that Cerberus?” She stutters over her words. She seems frightened and I hear her swallow the lump in her throat her heart racing out of control. I had forgotten that Cerberus is fierce and capable of wielding the flame. Only she was forged by it. The flame runs through Cerberus' veins. Cerberus is known for incinerating any witch that comes within firing distance. “Yes, Cerberus guardian of the underworld the four-headed hellhound. Won’t she get in the way?” The white witch looks at me and I nod confirming their words. She paces and then looks at me again and I feel a pain in my ches

"That is what happened. The gods were a major part of our lives then. Today, the people have all but forgotten them except in myth and story." "Okaaaay." Liv drew out the word. "We'll go with that for now." Brodi frowned at her but continued. "The gods wanted to contain the power of my family so they cursed us. If the male heir, the pack Alpha, did not find his fated mate within a certain time, he turned into a Berserker. A Berserker is a being who has immeasurable strength but no reason. He kills indiscriminately. He cannot, therefore, lead a clan or pack. He must be put down." Brodi's voice lowered. "Many members of my family were killed over the years by an Alpha who went Berserker before

That was when Caleb activated Blood God Order, Second Style—World Tremor! Bang! The stunning shockwave bore down with the weight of a mountain, reaching Tia, Zeke, and the Alliance's representatives even before he landed. "Dancing Dragon Spear!" Tia growled as her spear shot out, accompanied by a draconic bellow! Roar!!! Seeing the oncoming blow, Caleb swung his sword down again. World Burial Sword, Third Style—Skybreaker! Roar!