Evangelion Monster 소설 & 이야기

Evangeline tried to make them understand. "We can't risk your life, Eva! And if something goes wrong, then we know that you are there with us to make things right. In other even if you won't be able to do that, I don't think anyone can stay alive for long when there is a monster out there.", Daniel's mom added.

Angela was more than terrified, her face had gone pale. "You are fired Miss Angela Horan, you will no longer be my personal assistant." He said this in a calm yet ice cold tones. He said it slowly as if devouring the taste of his own voice. Angela was shook, "No please don't do this to me, You can't do this to me!" she was so frustrated by the turn of events that she had raised her voice without realizing it. Caelum looked at her, his lips curled into an evil smile "I can ruin your life by just snapping my fingers, so u better not raise your voice Goldie Locks."

“He is a monster, Daven! We all know what he is capable of!” “He is a predictable monster!” I shot back. “I can plan for him. I can fight him. How do I fight a god? How do I fight something that can turn a she-wolf into a slaughtering machine that can snap the necks of my best warriors like twigs?” I stalked toward her until I was standing inches away, forcing her to crane her neck to look up at me. “Tell me what you know, Evelyn. Tell me the truth.”

Dozens of tall, faceless monsters made of pure black smoke and glowing green eyes crawled out from the dark, their long, razor-sharp claws scraping against the frozen ground. As Gabriel leads his vanguard army down the mountain path toward the border, a terrifying, high-pitched screech echoes through the trees. Gabriel violently skids to a halt, his golden eyes widening in horror. Standing directly in the middle of the narrow mountain pass is his wicked mother, Evelyn, flanked by fifty howling shadow-monsters. Evelyn raises her hand, pointing a glowing green blade straight at Gabriel’s chest, and laughs, Did you really think I would let you leave the valley, my sweet, foolish boy?"

For a week, the world government verified that Challengers that played Evangelion are the only ones who could kill the monsters, although the reason behind it was unknown. Suddenly a month after the first rupture, training schools had been built to train challengers, aged 5 to 18 to teach them combat and survival skills, as well as to familiarize them with the system.

At this moment, the monster changed form, becoming another monster, and another, and another… Mia explained from behind, saying, “This is a monster made from Demonic Energy. Within Mount Nothingness, there are infinite amounts of Demonic Energy, so monsters of the sort are rather common. However, their power is extremely frightening. Some of them are even Ancestral Gods and are difficult to kill.” James looked still and hard at the monster in front of him. He could not feel any aura of life emanating from it. It must have been a creation by a powerful figure within the depths of the mountain who used their mind to condense Demonic Energy together.

Nicky had done far worse than just bite me. I looked up and coldly stared at her. "You people are really made for each other." "What's that supposed to mean?" she snapped. "You know what it means," I said, standing up to jab my finger in her shoulder. "You're a monster who beat up my wife so badly that she was critically wounded." Then, I whipped my shaking finger around to point at Nicky. "And as for you, you're a little monster who flushed my wife's ashes down the toilet!"

His hand lifted, hovered just inches from the handle. If he turned it , if he stepped inside there’d be no undoing it. Not this time. He could finish what they started. Bury himself so deep inside that mouth, inside that want, that for a few hours, he wouldn’t have to think about betrayal and bloodlines and wedding vows. He could forget. But the thing about monsters was they followed you, even after the lights went out. And Rafael already knew, no matter how hard he tried to kill this thing between them, it wouldn’t stay buried.

“Please. No one will ever want that with you, not while you’re my daughter. Don’t you know vampires are seen as monsters? Who would want a monster as a wife… or a mother?” The words hit their mark, not because I believed them, but because some hidden part of me feared he was right. My body trembled with rage, my father’s truest self standing before me, stabbing at every wound he’d ever given me. And it hurt worse this time because I had begun to believe I could have the life I wanted… with who I wanted. His words were the cruel reminder that blood, my blood, was a prison. “Is that all you’ve got? Because trust me, it doesn’t cut as deep as it used to, Lord Darian,” I said, my voice like fros

Not to worry. "The feathers?" Valentina asks. "You noticed those, huh?" "Your mom used to say they were angels visiting us." "She told you that?" "Yep. Is that why you keep them? Do you believe that?" I look out the window at the dreary day. "I don't know what I believe, but I know I miss her, and they always turn up in random places at times that matter, and I don't know. It's like it's her, maybe, you know? At the church, I felt like it was her giving us her blessing."