From Weak To Strong 소설 & 이야기

Caelan nodded slowly, never looking away. “You carry my seed. And your body… it’s adapting to the bloodline inside you. You’re no longer just a human woman, Sierra. And as the days pass, those changes will only grow stronger. It’ll hurt. It’ll drain you. It might even break you. I’m afraid you won’t be able to handle it on your own.” My breath caught. “This is insane,” I whispered, completely lost. “I know you’re confused. But I can’t explain it all here,” he said. “If you agree to the contract—if you stay with me—I’ll tell you everything.”

"You insolent dog. Drag her to the courtyard and give her a good beating! After that, throw her out!" Several strong men went up to Mary, grabbed her by the hair and dragged her out. She screamed in pain, only to receive punches and kicks in response.

Naoki offers, but I refuse, what Hiroki told me last night was right, I have to learn to be strong and to stand on my own, learn to do things alone and repeat it as many times as necessary until I get it right, I want to prove now that I am able to do things my way. After a while, without any result, my back starts to hurt, I feel a burning in my stomach from hunger, since I have not had breakfast, I begin to feel fatigued, I do not know if it is because of the midday heat or because I have not slept or eaten well.

Kai flipped to the next page. Indescribable Strength: A wolf that is exceptionally stronger than they should be. Wolves are a naturally strong race. We train to be the best of our kind. Some wolves present with unnatural strength. These types of wolves are sought out in wars. They are both strong in their human form and as their wolf. Tested, they are about four times as strong as the average wolf.

I guess it was fluke. "Figures." Sebastian sighed. "Increase the speed of your shadow further. It has to be really fast to slice. Also when you increase the strength don't think of it as bulky. Strength is not how thick the shadow is, but how well it holds together. You're essentially turning a gas into a solid."

I howl and point to the floor where my drawing is “No, Mama! Daddy needs my picture!” “Leni, now’s not the time for tears, honey. Now’s the time for strength.” Mama hugs me tight and carries me up the stairs. “One day, those nasty old worthless assholes are going to see how strong you are and they’re going to regret treating you that way. I promise.”

"Cree, where are you?" My eyes sting from the smoke as I push through the panicked crowd. Faces blur past me, some streaked with ash, others contorted in fear. I can barely hear my own voice over the cacophony of screams. As I scan my surroundings, my eyes land on a familiar figure. It's Cree, tied to a wall with thick silver chains that bind his wrists and ankles. Blood trickles down his face, mingling with the bruises that mar his skin. The glint of silver reflects off his limp body, sapping him of his strength. My great grandmother's words echo in my mind - werewolves and silver do not mix. It is their ultimate weakness. And here he is, the strongest wolf I know, subdued by this simple me

"You know, hybrids are interesting because they become stronger when they are mated." "I didn't know that." Neither do I care. "It's true," Marcus says. "It's also fascinating that if one mate is weak, the other one becomes even stronger as if to gain the necessary strength and means to protect that other individual." I growl in disdain. "What's your point?" Anger is flaring inside my chest. I seriously dislike this guy. "What do you want, Marcus?"

“I’m not fragile.” “You’re sick, baby. That’s different. And you’re not alone in this.” She sighed deeply, her stomach still churning faintly. “I hate this. I hate being weak.” “You’re not weak,” he said firmly. “You’re growing life. That’s strength.” She peeked at him with half-lidded eyes, her voice softer. “You make it sound noble.” “It is,” he insisted. “And you’re the strongest person I’ve ever known.”

There were cases in the world where some werewolves failed to wake up their wolves because their bodies were too weak, causing their werewolves to weaken as well before disappearing completely. Such people are almost human-like and become the target of other wolves because besides being physically weak, they are unique. Their heart is excellent for increasing one's strength. If an omega eats it, its strength increases rapidly until it is equivalent to the strength of a beta, and can even match that of an alpha. Because of this, their death cases continue to grow.