Gods And Monsters Series Novelas e Histórias

He bumped heavily into Benjamin who was just starting to get himself again. “Zamora divine god help us, what the hell is wrong with Ser Godfrey this is obviously not a ravage monster, i suspect it could be a legendary monster with such strength.” Mica added, her face down with the outcome of the fight. “Mica, I need you to distract the monster, I have an idea.” “Over here!” She said, her voice echoing through the colosseum, the monster's interest got back to her as she ran avoiding its shooting webs. Mica couldn’t keep up for long as the monster was getting closer each passing second.

“Might as well have. He hung up with all the finesse of Scar letting go of Mufasa’s paw.” “Dark. But accurate,” Koa admitted. Then her tone shifted, heavier, echoing with that layered resonance that meant she wasn’t just joking anymore. “Let’s recap the highlight reel, shall we? The monsters with the red eyes stalked Serenya’s people. They’ve hunted each Guardian, in one way or another, across lands and generations. You’ve all seen them, fought them, or been chased by them. And now Charlie drops the bomb: ‘older than the gods themselves.’” Cheyenne swallowed hard. “Which makes them… what? Primordial? Something that shouldn’t even exist anymore?”

“This one is a demonic one…” “A demonic monster?” Claude and Darrion frowned in alarm. Jai looked at them curiously. “What’s a demonic monster?” Claude tried to explain. “There are six types of monsters in this world. The normal ones without elements like cats, dogs, the ordinary cows and sheep are considered as domestic monster. They only cause a small amount of damage compared to the others. The next one is elemental monster that is able to use element to its will, and sometimes, they also produce the elemental energy themselves. The third one is intelligent monster. This one usually understands human language and has a higher comprehension of life, meaning, it’s usually a lot more powerfu

All of it wasn’thing for ferocious monsters. One day, the deities decided to come down from heaven. Quelling most of the monsters in the world with their strength and blessings. Until the beasts didn't dare to come out of from shadows of the world. Sun God, Lillio, and his sister Lunaris, Rubiel Goddess, who went down to the surface, decided to settle in the country and protect the people from monster threats. Hence the human worshipped The Sun God and Rubiel Goddess as patrons of the country.

I think some God was listening in to my secret conversation with myself and so… He sent monsters. They came into packs. They came with power. They came with madness swirling in their weird colored eyes. They came as animals, but they had the ability to disguise themselves as humans too. They had only one goal - RULE THE WORLD. And so, they did. After an endless war of five years, they ruled the world. The rule and order of humans was gone – destroyed. The world we once knew as a humane civilization was taken over by those monsters and turned into a world of terror.

I tell him. We had made our plan, and we would see it through. I knew this plan was going to be dangerous, and I knew that we could easily end up dead. I knew that Asmoday was friends with three humans that had wanted to be turned into werebears by Athena. Yeah, all those gods had created many creatures over the last 2000 years. Both Athena and Aphrodite had created were creatures. Part human, part beast. The human was able to shift into an animal. They had created all sorts of humans that could shift into wolves, bears, numerous species of big cats, foxes, and many other animals. Athena also created dragons. Zeus, Poseidon, and Hades had begun a competition to see who could create t

I said, only a little sarcastic. “The only monsters in my house are you and me, and I can’t fit under your bed,” he said in a bland tone. “Har-har.” I mocked him. I didn’t want to think of myself as a monster, even if I was. “The most common in this particular city are Demons, Gargoyles, Vampires, and Witches. Werewolves do roam around here every now and then, but they like more open space for when they shift,” he continued like there had been no banter between us.

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Then she pulled out a battered deck of cards, slick with age and strange symbols scrawled across the backs. Inside, the hut was choked with incense and rot. Jars lined the walls, holding things better left unnamed, eyes floating, snakes coiled in cloudy liquid, the husks of spiders. Gideon tried not to gag. “This is madness,” he spat, his voice too sharp. The priestess’s head snapped toward him. Her one good eye blazed with fury. “Madness?” she hissed. “Madness be de white man wid de black heart. Madness build machines of death, clank and scream like devils. Madness chain de babies ‘fore dey cry, breed dem like cattle. Madness call itself savior.”

Dante took a step forward. And this time— There was no restraint. “No,” he said. “It ends it.” The tension snapped. Marcus moved first— But so did Dante. They collided with brutal force, the impact echoing through the house. Kai joined instantly, driving a punch into Marcus’s side. Luca stayed in front of me. A shield. Again. But this time… I didn’t just stand there. I watched. I understood. This wasn’t just a fight anymore. This was war. And Marcus—