H G Wells Fictional Species の小説・ストーリー

But she supposed if one mythical species was real, then why not others? "So" She snuggled closer to him, loving that she could and he didn't push her away. "What creatures are we talking about here?" She tried to play it off casually, like she wasn't freaking out on the inside. "Oh, let's see. Vampires and werewolves, phoenixes and other kinds of shifters, and then there are ghosts" He ticked them off one by one on his hand. Piper stared at him. "Vampires and werewolves?" Holy shit.

If it were an average human, the response would be to scream or run away, rather than calmly asking, “Who are you?” "I'm from the Quilue tribe." Wolfgang kept his promise. When she told him her true identity, he would also reveal his true identity. "Immortals human?" "Right" Selina nodded. She knew from Quilue. They are human but can regenerate and become immortal. The Quilue are people standing between humans and wolves. They must protect and keep the peace between the two species. “What did you come here for?” Selina was silent, then said, “Learn about people.”

She rained water down into an awaiting pool. I laughed despite myself. “I'm going to be a biologist. Zoology I don't understand upsets me.” “These are the cast-off creatures of Eden,” he explained, “ones that were too fanciful to actually exist.” “Makes sense. Evolution wouldn't stand them.” “Fantasy is beyond natural law, dear worm. It's too grand to be constrained by such petty things as gravity,” he said, pointing to the quetzalcoatls' aerodynamically unsuitable forms.

Zahir said. “Oceans? There were creatures with super-consciousness like us in the oceans?” Zeve asked. Zahir looked at her, “yes, your highness. Werewolves, vampires and sorcizens inhabited the land and mer-people and sirens inhabited the oceans. Their upper bodies looked like us, but their lower bodies were that of a fish.” “Wait! What! This is insane! They were fantasy creatures, not real!” Lucella said. “Just because they are fantasy doesn’t mean they aren’t real. Fantasy is nothing but a recreation of a creation that our minds couldn’t comprehend, but eyes remembered, royal doctor,” Zahir said in a calm, respectful tone.

I asked. “I don’t have a number off the top of my head, but if you’ve heard a tale of a creature, then chances are that it is an immortal species. Such as Bigfoot, the Mothman, and Werewolves. Shifters of all kinds also exist. Not all of them live in this world either, but that’s a discussion for another time. With this being such a large city, it’s hard telling what variety of species are here at any given time,” he finished before tossing back his drink. “Why don’t you ever talk about your mother?” I asked, thinking about how much I missed mine.

I could already tell the was regretting tagging along with us. “There are so many worlds out there,” Marucs began. “Worlds that are flourishing, worlds that are thriving, and the ones that are dying.” I glanced at Elvira who had on a stoic face. If what Marcus said had affected her. she did not show it. I peered back at the projector. It showed an image of earth being surrounded by other replicas of earth but with slight and subtle differences. Marcus flicked to the next image and I saw different creatures. Men and women with tails of fishes. Under the images was a word scribbled: The Merpeople. I saw men with pointed ears, long noses, sharp teeth with scaly wings flaring from their backs. U

He noticed his siblings weren't there and ȧssumed they were with the other Goblins. It suddenly dawned on Will, was that thing his mother? She had obviously been there for a long time, had Will and his siblings all been born from her. This notion suddenly made Will want to throw up. He then remembered all the fantasy stories from his own world about Goblins, so far a lot of the facts about Goblins had lined up, some didn't but most did. [Does that mean there are no female Goblins? Do all Goblins mate with other species to procreate? So what was that thing in there? It was bigger than a Goblin, but had similar features…] Will tried to recall what he had seen. She was big, bigger than what he

"Wow, i didn't know there were so many supernatural creatures" "There are more but i don't think they're all here". "Why are those places dark?", she asks. "Creatures that shouldn't be seen are there, especially those that kill with a glance". "Like the basilisk?". "Yes and also the gorgons, qalupalik, manticore, grootslang and so on". Someone walks up to the one of the judges and whispers something, then the judge walks up to the chairperson and whispers something in his ear.

“I thought they had all been eradicated years ago.” “A what?” Astrid asked, shuddering as she dropped the dead animal. “Molespake,” Serra replied. “A gruesome cross between a mole, a spider and a snake. No one knows where it first came from. We only know that it lives underground and seeks warmth. A Human body is perfect.” Astrid shuddered at the mention of spiders then grunted as Sigwulf crouched down next to her and started a close inspection of her bare legs. “And just what do you think you are doing, Sir Knight?”

The creature resembled neither a human nor a ghost. The Violet Rain Bird’s expression turned grim, its massive body trembling. “Be careful, Master Adrian. This is a Human Ghoul.” A Human Ghoul was a humanoid monster classified as a type of daemonic beast. Its sharp fangs and black eyes presented a truly frightening sight. As the creature growled, Adrian's gaze turned icy. “You really think you’re something?” He charged at the beast.