I Became An Evolving Space Monster Chapter 18 Novels & Stories

Smith’s office. It was almost sunset. The room was illuminated by the orangish sun rays that refracted through the glass window of Dr. Smith’s office. The meeting began with much caution as the door was securely locked and all cellular phones were to be left outside, as ordered by Jude, or as they now call Dr. Lim. Everyone is back to their characters as scientists and researchers and the meeting begun with Dr. Lim announcing a terrible fact: “The Humanoids are back.” “These robots are mutated ones, thanks to the evil mastermind we have yet to track down.” With a sarcastic tune, he continued.

She let out a gasp and bit her lower lips from speaking. I smile at her, quivering. I bend down to make eye contact with her. "You said I'm a monster. Look who's talking?" I turn my back to her again. "Another thing, monsters are not born but made. Eva and the Order made me who I am because of hatred. And I'm going at them like motherfucking Godzilla and trample you all back to where you belong - back to pits of hell." I declare. "Take her away." April starts screaming. "You will regret messing with me! Saint Eva will come looking for me and kill you! Let me go!"

What are they going to do to me? The footsteps stop, and I clamp my hand tighter over my mouth as the sobs fight to escape, knowing the beast can sense me. My teeth start chattering, hearing it stop next to my head, and I clamp my eyes shut. “Eva, please," the monster says, and my eyes snap open to find glowing ones peeking under the bench, and that does it. I roll to my back and slip out of the back opening, but I scream, trying to grab onto the slippery concrete as I continue rolling down the steep surface before plunging into what smells like a drain. I crawl, trying to get to my feet, but I keep slipping, and I groan, swallowing the wastewater as I desperately try to get out of the ragin

I tried to speak, but my throat was so dry. Eve quickly leaned closer and gave me a sip of water. "Don’t speak, just eat.” Her face was pale, but she forced a gentle smile. I looked up at her and whispered, "Eve, you’re alive. I’m so glad." She nodded, tears in her eyes, and tore off another piece of meat, pressing it to my lips. I clenched my mouth shut, shaking my head frantically. Eve’s gaze was firm. "Emma, you need to stay alive. There’s hope as long as you’re alive."

"It's Vee's spirit beast. She truly has divine protection..." Before she could finish, she saw the messy words written in blood on the note: [Mother, come save me quickly. They're going to skin me alive.] I saw those words as well and felt helpless. Victoria had thought that she could pit the beastmen against each other, but she had bitten off more than she could chew. It seemed her recent experience was comparable to mine from my previous life. Mother was terrified and immediately followed the spirit beast out to rescue Victoria. However, she suddenly thought of me and grabbed my hand tightly.

"Warm up the engine. And tell Kenji to clear out the engineering bay." He looked at Jack and the rookies. "It's time to build some monsters of our own." (End of Chapter 156)

His monster came out. Oh No! I need to run! Now! So, I started to run. But before I turned around. I saw his facial expression. I saw it. The beast smiled.

💀 As if existence could not tolerate two Ilyaans. ⸻ Then the Architect pointed directly at them. 📖 And whispered— “The problem is…” 🌑 “I no longer know which one is which.” 😱😱😱 The world shattered. The sky exploded into silver light. And somewhere beyond reality… Something awakened. Something that had been waiting for this exact moment. 🖤 ⸻ End of Chapter 30 To Be Continued…

Chapter 1 My face pressed against the damp, muddy earth, my fingers plunging deep into the mire, I found myself in a desperate situation. The monster who had my leg in his grip possessed strength far above my desire to flee. Despite my sadness, a spark of resolve burned within me, prompting me to resist. I managed to flip onto my back by twisting my body with all my power, taking advantage of the chance to toss handfuls of muck at his face, temporarily disorienting him.

𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 18 𝐼'𝑚 𝑑𝑟𝑢𝑛𝑘.... 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑑𝑒𝑎𝑑.