Isagi Monster 소설 & 이야기

Tears sprung forth as she glared at the monster before her. It looked like a cross breed between a leech and a flea, and it was already wriggling its huge bulbous butt, looking ready to pounce back onto its host. Just as Nozomi dove for her backpack, the parasitic monster jumped and crashed into the wall behind Nozomi. Nozomi’s fingertips barely reached her bag, with her legs still restricted by the monster under the table. She yanked hard on her bag strap then stuck her hand inside her bag.

) Just when the monster is only one last step away from stepping into the house, a hand from behind Isabella, suddenly appeared. What are you smiling for monster? (Is him? The person who just talked with me.) Isabella heard the voice behind her and reluctantly turned her head over to see who was over there but there were only bright and dark spots of light, the dark half was murky like a deep bottomless lake, floating in the air as if hidden, if you don't look carefully, it is impossible to see, the bright part shine like sun rays, not that dazzling, but only gives a warm feeling, light dots shining not fast nor slow and get to together, it was a man who looks like only 17 or 18 years old,

he said with each kick. He burst out laughing as he stopped his assault, to catch his breath because Isabel couldn’t even dodge any of his kicks. How pathetic! Isabel can never and will never let a loser like Ignacio have the last laugh. She mustered some of her strength and turned into a half shift, charging at Ignacio who had his back towards her while he laughed to his heart’s content. She abruptly turned him around and dug her claws deep into his chest, ripping out his heart in an instant. His dead body then dropped to the ground with a loud thud.

Her eyes meet mine one last time, and there is something unspoken there—something heavy with expectation. “You chose to become the monster,” she says quietly. “Now learn what it means to wield it.” And just like that, the path forward is no longer theoretical. It has a destination. And a name. The Butcher. And somewhere deep inside me, something ancient and unfamiliar stirs—like it’s been waiting for this war far longer than I have. We pack in quiet motion. Mae moves through Ilythra’s home like she’s afraid of touching things too hard, like the walls might whisper secrets if she brushes them wrong. I’m stuffing clothes into my bag—things that already feel like remnants of another life—when I

It was Isabella Thorne, sitting in the back of a black SUV in a rain-slicked Lagos street. "You're in the wrong room, children," Isabella said, her voice smooth and dangerous. "The stabilizer isn't in the pod. It’s in the locket Elara is holding. Now, are you going to open it, or do I have to let Victor finish the 'Purge'?"

I looked up and my stomach dropped. Aziel Nightbane. The monster himself. His golden eyes burned down at me with pure hate. Up close he smelled like blood and smoke and something darker that made my wolf stir. “Who are you running from boy?” he growled. His voice was low and rough like gravel under boots. His grip tightened on my arm hard enough to bruise. I gasped for air and forced words out even though my throat felt tight. “Please. I am nothing. Just a slave omega. Let me go and I will disappear. You will never see me again I swear it.”

I raised my dagger high up, about to strike straight into his heart when the doors were pushed open. It was Dimitri and Gabe. I quickly abandoned my blade. "Isabelle-- What's going on?" Dimitri inquires, stirring awake Diego. They all stared at me with furrowed eyebrows, waiting for some sort of explanation. "What's happening Isabelle?" Diego questioned me again. "There was something out there, a monster. It moved really fast. I couldn't see exactly what it was. The monster killed the Elders." I lie convincingly. "So why did you come here? Why didn't you call for help instead?" The lycan Alpha asks, his trained eyes monitoring me closely, he was suspicious of my story.

The monster was teleporting rather than moving! Analyse! [Kun Peng] Name:Rage Level 130 Race: Demon Rank: Disaster Element: Space HP- ??? ATK-1400 DEF-500 Speed-121 Mana- 5000 [Skills- Perception(Disaster), Stealth(Disaster), Advanced Vision, Demise(Unique) Monarch's blessing(Epic), Ambush(Unique) Spatial Dimension (Disaster) Humanoid Form(Lost Magic) Teleport(Epic) Shattered Space(Disaster) The Great Calamity(Epic)]