Da Hye Parasite Novels & Stories

It was like asking about a stranger who had died long ago. “Tell me.” “It’s a joke. A tragedy he deserved,” Orion sneered. “Not long after you left, that Evangeline showed her true colors.” He paused, lowering his voice. “She was something else entirely. A rare and dangerous strain of vampire known only as a Parasite.” “A Parasite?” I raised an eyebrow. The term was associated with extreme danger and greed in the ancient texts. “Yes. They can’t cultivate their own power. They can only latch onto a host like a leech, feeding on their life force and their very luck.”

In that moment, Ashton had become nothing less than the savior of everyone in Blossom Hall. "You should come over here, Elise," Whitney said, turning to Elise. Elise, however, shook her head. "You should let the others go first since the Heart-Devouring Parasite in my body is slightly different." Whitney paused, then looked up at Ashton and said softly, "You see, the parasite the Sage implanted in Elise is the Apex Heart-Devouring Parasite. Otherwise, Elise, being a transcendent realm expert, could have easily freed herself from its grasp.

The grotesque bug-like form would surely cause a commotion if it was spotted. Huxian peered inside the room, shaking his head towards the dragon, his face showing a very serious fox immortal. Dashing down the stairs, he exited and turned opposite the hiding parasite. As he walked around the building, he remained alert for anymore parasite creatures. Quietly, he watched the parasite from behind, trying to find a way to distract the purgatory lackey. Thinking of a solution, he snapped his fingers.

I asked, and she nodded, but I double-checked with her and it seemed weird to her the second time I asked, her expression spoke louder than her words so I went back to showing her the image I was talking about. "Oh, that…" She said in an almost inaudible voice. Her voice had lost strength, and she cleared her throat, proving me right. "That's the image of an infected rogue; He was the last one I met before this new set of prisoners that was caught. They have the same parasite in them, a vermite. We are studying why it doesn't kill them." "Oh…" I whispered, and she nodded but somehow managed to tilt her head to look at me, and I looked down on her too.

Millions of people giving up. The parasite opened its arms. "This is the truth of existence." Silence followed. Then Ethan smiled. A small smile. The parasite blinked. Unexpected. Ethan looked directly into its eyes. "If that's true..." The white divergence appeared around him. Bright. Warm. Alive. "Then why are you so interested in me?" Silence. The parasite stopped smiling. For the first time— Ethan saw it. A crack. Not in its power. In its certainty. Because if despair was truly inevitable...

The tiny creature wiggles its body repeatedly in the space of my thighs, scurrying around as it looks for another host to feed on and poison. But before it can search any further, Greed materializes beside me and picks the parasite up. He pinches it with his index finger and thumb, grimacing when his fingers grazes the vomit that had exited my Queen’s mouth. As he picks it up, the green parasite squirms, letting out a loud, shriek. I watch with my eyebrows furrowed as Greed lifts the slug into the air, showing the rest of the Grand Alkhemi.

My blood flowed endlessly from the wound, pouring into the carved channels of the dark stone, flowing like a river of fire toward the central basin. I thrashed against the stone, but Silas’s heavy hands clamped onto my shoulders, pinning me down. “Stay still, Zara!" he barked in my ear. "Accept the pain and don't let them see you break. Only then can you be stronger." Through the haze of tears and agony, I watched the elder reach into the basin, then he brought out a small glass vial. Inside the vial, swimming in a thick, yellowish fluid, was a creature that made my stomach violently churn. It was a long, pale parasite, its body thin as a needle, its head covered in dozens of tiny, black cil

Afraid of myself. "Don't search for me, don't ask anymore questions, because if you do i will know, and it would be the last time you get to see daylight". Just before the camera went off, i noticed my eyes....her eyes change color from the blue green ones they were to a deep shade of red. And then, just then i realized this whole thing was very real. It wasn't PTSD of any kind no, i was possessed. Possessed by a demon that feeds on female gentiles. Females that i clearly murdered with my own hands. Possessed by the mother of hell.

She pricked a few needles into Tyler's vital acupoints again, then stood up and kicked him hard in the abdomen, causing him to faint. She stood up and looked coldly at the people of Butteriron Village, "After saying so much, you should understand that the reason why the people of Esterden Village don't live past fifty is not because of a curse, but because this old witch has infected them with a parasite called Vertmist. This parasite has a strong infectivity and reproductive ability, and can survive in the host's body for several years. When the host's immune system weakens, it starts to attack the host crazily, eventually leading to death. Now, she is asking you to be infected with the par

But as usual, Drake knows what he is doing. Drake turned towards Dhari, who is watching everything silently. "What do you know about paralysis attacks. Is there any poison or herb that can cause Paralysis in far?" Drake asked Dhari. 'Paralysis? Of course, there are so many herbs that cause them' Dhari thought.