Fullmetal Alchemist Greed Ling Novels & Stories

Every word sliced deeper. “This… this isn't right. There's a mistake somewhere.” I trembled, eyes searching for Elias’s reaction but he didn't even look my way— not once. Instead, he took Vivienne’s hand, brought her closer and before the Elder could even finish the blessing, Elias lowered his head and sank his teeth into her neck. A scream escaped my throat— I didn't even know it came from me. The mark was meant for me but was now on another… how did we get here?

“That's when you haven't seen me go crazy. I was once a monster, a cannibal in its own right. I don't remember why I did it but there was a certain sacrifice ceremony, I was fed cannibals for a long time and this made me gradually lose my humanity. I became a half-man, half-animal, tired and exhausted. My bloodlust began to rise when I saw that thing, which was fueled by greed and hatred…” "It's Greedius!" Hades explained my ambiguity: “As Greedius, you have seen Greedius which means he has risen but is extremely weak, he causes lust and bloodlust in you to rise and that's why due to the man who killed the entire Hill villagers. You have already become his henchman!"

Trip towards Linga Several weeks later I was on the bridge with Jordein. I was moving my newly grown fingers and marveled at the long reptilian claws that graced the fingertips. I glanced over at Jordein recalling his gift. "Can you speak Netorian?" Jordein glanced at me and nodded and replied,"if it's the blue aliens language then yes, I'm familiar with it." I leaned back in the captain's chair watching space zoom past us. I wanted to get to Linga quickly and pressed the hyperdrive. I was certain the ship's plasma coils were fully charged until the ship jerked a bit then sluggishly stopped in the middle of a galaxy. I ran my hand over my face and cursed loudly.

"Hm, so the player has overstepped her bounds, leaving her charge to Sloth was a bad idea... What kind of person is Greed?" "I mostly hear about him from nobles wanting to follow him, he is a very talented man, he seems to care about the people in a team from the Southern Guild, and he is also very protective of a Baron's daughter, so if you want to control him... And from the power I've seen and his academic rank, I'd say Greed hasn't fully awakened yet." "I see... Greed has appeared, so there are 7 of us now... Hmm..." "My Queen, are you worried about the Twilight of the Gods?"

Both Ally and I looked up, as I swayed to the side, trying to see who called my name so urgently. Ally cursed underneath my breath but I looked up at him in untold relief, "hi!" I waved at him. Ally snapped my hand away and I glared at her not understanding her hostility. "Let her go," Legion growled out, his eyes brightening. It was a Lycan, right? Yeah. That’s why Azian's eyes changed too but he- he was a dragon. I grinned at this, swaying. See, I knew things too.

lycanthrope creatures are known for their hairy feature… and all of that hair tensed up as soon as they heard that scratchy voice “standby, Alfonso you…” in one blink, the talking gadget was destroyed by the hit of the undead spearman “my liege command. Do not hurt the guests. Destroy the hindrance” most of them gulped down the shock that they’ve been feeling You can almost hear them gulped down their saliva to bring themselves back to their senses Lina clapped and all of the attention was drawn to her She pointed the waiting crowd at the bridge to know the direction and when the paladin saw it he take the lead

"Heh, go for it, kid." "Okay so let's see. In training, we're taught that Kali created everything. True?" Ally watched Salax nod. "Okay. So let's see. Len is pride because he prides his creations over everything. You, hmm....I asked around about you. You have to be lust. The most common answer about you I got was "he'll fuck it if it has a hole."" She smirked at Salax's chuckle. "I think Furo is wrath. Elysium, hm, greed?" She was just guessing but Salax nodded. "Okay so that leaves Veraque. He's envy, right? That's the only one left." "Not bad, tigress. Most people confuse Veraque and Elysium's sin all the time," Salax grinned.

They were looking at him with a mix of terror and reverence. Logan was standing in the center of the formation, the undisputed axis of the pack. There was only one rank that commanded that kind of silence. The man standing there wasn't a struggling scout. He was the Ghost Alpha. He was Logan Pierce. I looked at the silver-grey tunic he was wearing. It was woven with silk-steel from the Northern Wastes—a garment that cost more than a year’s worth of guild contracts. I felt a sudden, sickening wave of vertigo.

Only the stillness of an open grave. Ellie’s signet ring didn't just glow; it shrieked. A jagged, pulsing crimson light radiated from the stone, casting long, distorted shadows across the grey dust. She reached out with her inner sight, trying to find the golden threads of the Alliance, but what she found made her stumble. The threads weren't just frayed; they were being knotted into intricate, suffocating patterns—the **Legion of Bone** was literally weaving the life force of the sleeping wolves into a shroud.

The hall fell silent, the weight of his words pressing like a storm. “For your crime,” the Alpha declared, his voice booming, “you are exiled from this pack. From this day forward, you are no longer one of us.” The man broke down, sobbing, clawing at the ground. “No, please! I beg you! I’ll repent! I’ll do anything! Let me keep eating the fruit, I cannot face that pain! I cannot live with it!” But the Alpha did not waver. His eyes blazed with finality. “You chose greed over loyalty. And greed is a curse that will consume you.”