Cruel Humanity Novels & Stories

Halden folded his arms sharply. “Then we cut all remaining system access permanently.” Lucian stared at him like he’d lost his mind. “You want to unplug civilization right now?” Halden answered coldly. “I want humanity to remain humanity.” The original system pulsed softly. QUESTION: DOES HUMANITY REQUIRE SUFFERING TO RETAIN IDENTITY? Nobody answered immediately. Because history suggested growth often came through struggle. But suffering also destroyed people. Destroyed nations. Destroyed futures. The copied system answered instead.

On more than one occasion, in his mind’s wandering eye, he has seen these travesties of— —humanity? They call this humanity? A room-sized gas oven filled with wretched, fleeting souls? A corpse-ridden chamber for the dead and dying? Humanity? There, huddled in a corner, a tiny girl writhing and convulsing in silent terror, choking and defecating and swallowing her tongue in reaction to the noxious fumes. And there, a gauzy skeleton of a man, naked and blinded, praying and shrieking and clamping his penis safely between his thighs as he curls into a fetal position and smothers. And yet here, a crippled young mother, head shaven and body broken, singing and weeping and exhaling her final breat

But Emilia's revelation had shattered that belief, reminding him that some humans could be just as cruel, if not worse, than the devils they sought to eradicate. The realization hit Ken with a jolt, stirring a mix of anger and determination within him. He understood that the battle they were fighting extended beyond the realm of supernatural creatures. It encompassed the darkness that resided within humanity itself, the capacity for cruelty and selfishness that could inflict immeasurable pain on others. His thoughts drifted to Violet, who was suffering from the curse of the dark mamba. The cruelty inflicted upon her was a testament to the darkness that existed in the world. "We must find a c

She sneered as she looked back at the mutated rogues, who aside from their occasional growls, didn't move and just stared at me down like food. “Besides these things deserve it and more. The state of being like mindless zombies while doing things under the control of others and craving flesh like water. Our so-called kind deserves that and more. It's too bad that we haven't been able to make the rogues in the camp all like this. Too bad.” My eyes widened as her words registered in my brain. How could she be so cruel? I understand that the life of rogues have always been the weakest is preyed on by the strong but still, to allow with that abomination of a man to turn people of her kind into t

She hoped silently that the right words would come. She addressed those on the platform. "You are right that humanity is flawed. We make poor choices, hurt one another, and ruin so many good things." Aurora paused. Where was she going with this? Humans were terrible at times; she knew that too well. However, she did not want to see them come to ruin. Why? "But…but love. Love sets humanity apart. I love my people so much that I will give my life for them. Kill me now, but do not condemn my kind when you know the coming doom. If humanity is not worth saving, perhaps love is."

was a bad enough offense to warrant extra cruelty. Seeing him as he is now I know that even if I free him, he will never be whole again. Not just his body, but also his mind and spirit. This level of destruction goes way beyond breaking a person. This is pulverizing them, removing all traces of who they once were to turn them into just another thing to be studied, used, and discarded. Daax was treated not like an animal, even animals have more dignity, he was treated like a slab of meat.

The sharp click of her 5-inch heels echoed through the lobby. She stopped in the center of the hall, her expression unreadable as she looked at the still little figure on the floor. "Still putting on a show? Is this what Howard taught you—how to fake sympathy? You really think that if you act pitiful enough, I'll soften up? Keep dreaming." Each word cut through me like a blade, stabbing my soul again and again. I wanted to scream—how could she? How could she believe such cruelty of her own child? My boy was gentle, obedient, innocent… Tears spilled onto his face.

I feel weak from all the running and crying. "I see you've sobered up." "Excuse me?" "Humans are truly pathetic creatures. They would do anything to escape pain, even though they couldn't live without it." "I don't know who you are, but I should probably let you know that referring to other people as humans makes you sound like a sociopath," I state.

Luther said and she was a little bit shocked " A human?? Why??" " Too much questions " Amdis said " She's his mate,," Brad said and Lenora gasped " Mate? Human?? How did that happen?? " " You should be happy I found her,," Luther said " I am,,but,,human. Fine,," Lenora said and walked out " She's becoming something else these days,,she hate the smell and sight of humans but am sure she will get used to it " Amdis said

They held them captive, subjecting them to torture, starvation, and lethal poisons in their merciless search for a weapon capable of eradicating the vampire race. This heinous act of barbarism strengthened humans' belief that we, the supernatural creatures, were malevolent and constituted a serious threat to their safety. The delicate balance of calm was destroyed, and we were all consumed by an expanding war. Our species fought to preserve our existence, while humans sought to exterminate us, leaving a path of loss and misery in their wake.