Cruel Humanity Novels & Stories

So even police brutality made the cross. "Get your phones!" That's right, stranger. Call the police on the police. If this phenomenon is what I think it is, that'd be a trivial effort. Gaping at this ensuing tragedy feels like I never left. We bleed the same blood, and how do we know? We've seen so much of it all because we refute that fact. This is another reason to question the word "humane." Humane is supposedly a virtuous concept, used to betoken kindness and common decency, but is humane really human? We're so much of a failure as a species that it makes me wonder, do we deserve such moral notion defined after us?

"No? But you're not human?" "No. I'm not human." His entire attention is on me. "Nature needs a balance to create harmony within it, you studied it in school. Lions and deer, plants and pests, predators and prey are needed to balance nature. This world also needs a balancer, and in it, humans have the position as prey." He pauses for a moment, giving me a chance to digest what he just said, then continues, "While the predators are..." "You." I answer with a choked voice. The heartbeat monitor beside me speeds up, filling the silence between us. The fine hairs on my nape stand as I remember the shrieks from the night when I first met Greg. He was killing his prey. And I was almost the next on

It's like something else is controlling me I don't have time to register my elongating claws before I immerse them in her stomach and pull out her inside Her screams of pain are satisfying. I feel a deep hatred towards her that I don't understand. "You wanted a fight?" I hold her chin and allow my claws to dig deep until they're drawing blood. The woman whimpers, I stare at her trembling lips and smile. "Well, see you in hell, bitch" I murmur and rip out her throat. I don't stop, my claws dip in her chest and pull out her heart and I crash it on my palm. I only stop when her body is torn apart.

he said simply. Halbrecht laughed softly. “You think exposure changes the world? Men like me built the systems you’re all pretending to tear down. Another version of this will replace it within years.” His gaze shifted toward Elara again. “People like you survive one monster and immediately imagine the world has changed.” Elara stared at him for a long moment. Then she understood something. Men like Halbrecht genuinely believed cruelty was natural law. They mistook corruption for inevitability because admitting otherwise would force them to confront what they had willingly become.

We weren’t being judged by strength. We were being judged by what we chose to protect emotionally. The signal pulsed again. “Contradiction detected.” The Architect reacted immediately. “Clarify.” Silence. Then: “Species demonstrates simultaneous cruelty and compassion.” The network dimmed heavily. Because yes. That was humanity. Capable of terrible things. Capable of beautiful things. Sometimes within the same person. The signal continued. “Emotional inconsistency remains unresolved.” Nathan laughed weakly beside me. “Welcome to humanity.”

“What are you going to do? Aren’t you guys nothing but savages? That’s exactly what you all are! You should be caged, locked up in some cell or lab, or better yet, killed—” Her words were cut off with a gasp as she found herself slammed against the wall. His hand gripped her arm, pinning her firmly, yet not enough to hurt. Her chest heaved as she panted, staring into his eyes. They burned with fury, and the sheer intensity of his glare froze her in place. “The humans,” he rasped, his voice low but vibrating with restrained rage, “who maim, kill, rape, torture, kidnap, traffic their own kind, enslave, and perform blood rituals—are they better?”

No longer were they cleansing the earth to restore peace, instead they started going into villages and mutilating their own in a sick and perverted sense of supremacy for daring to side with hybrids. They would butcher the men and most of the children of every tribe if they felt like it for nothing other than sport, then taking the young woman for themselves as slaves to do with as they pleased until they were then disposed of in some horrific way, it was sick to say the least. Starvation was the next thing that set in amongst the human villages and soon they were all turning against one another like wild beasts clawing at the very last strands of their existence.

“That doesn’t matter. If I were to kill myself, then I would become nothing less than a selfish idiot.” “So you’re telling me you wish to continue living again.” “I do not need to live again because I have never stopped living. I have people that I care about greatly and I don’t want to see them suffer because of me.” “Very well then,” the man said. He pointed to the center of the room. The light now focused on the center of the room. Another man was kneeling on the ground, chained to a pole. His unanswered cries for help rang out through the room. “Since you cannot take your own life, you must take the life of another.”

“You are hiding behind that mask. You might be one of those savages that will eat us in our sleep too with those damn wolves.” The male came toward her and dragged her away before I can reply. I took the boar and went to the small lake and gutted then cleaned it, with a sour mood. The alpha wolf sat beside me and whined. I patted his head and sighed. Humans are crueler than anything in this world and stupid, too. Just when I was about to leave a scream broke the silence. I ran back to the camp and found a group of the undead attacking the small family.

NEHENDA POV: "What did we ever do to you to warrant the cruelty you dished to us? You! inhumane caricature of a beast! A people that never ventured out of our boundary lines, your very existence! being a reality? Was even an overwhelming discovery. I wonder how we could have wronged you! so much so; you would think of bringing us to extinction mercilessly. We were a peaceful loving family, accepting of all and not discriminatory against any . We never took the essence of life out of anything, even though we could! for life is sacred to us. We preserved it, never destroyed it. We even nurture the weak fading out chi back to fullness. MY People, My loved ones, all those innocent children's liv