Madoka Magica Monsters Novels & Stories

_________ Warg" It is so dark I can see anything, I feel that I have a lot of bruises, but still nothing is missing from my body. I feel my hands and legs and even my feet. I can feel everything, So it means the monster eats me. Haha, wrong move, If you think that you could snatch a soul now You're wrong, I said within, and when I lifted my hand And I made a huge magma I instantly threw it into the place. Fireworks that was what it looked like. I made a lot of it and I continuously throw it everywhere. The place was screaming hot, but because of my power I got used to it and I feel like I'm part of it because it was a liquid hot like magma. Just only a minute and I will hear the growling o

Adrian explained, "See the runes on this? He can control the monsters’ minds when the runes fuse with their bodies. I've known this fact for a while now, but I can't figure out where the monsters are coming from." Rozi looked crestfallen as though there was something she wanted to say. Adrian noticed and said, "So stop keeping us in suspense and tell us what you know. You’re the most knowledgeable among us, after all." Calmly, Rozi said, "He's not the one creating the monsters. They’ve long existed. He just planted these stones in them to gain control over them." "What do you mean?" Adrian frowned. "The monsters come from another world. They were captured and sent to ours. Simply put, the mo

] [ Ranking used to classify each type of monsters starting from the first and top rank {Apocalyptic grade (S)} going down to {Catastrophe grade (A)}, to {Disaster grade (B)}, {Calamity grade (C)}, {Savage grade (D)} down to the lowest rank {Common grade (E)}; Unique grade (U) is a special grade for monsters who are said to be different than most of the monsters. -- If I stay any longer, I’ll have a high chance of meeting native monsters of this island, so I probably need to go back now. I don’t want to get killed by a monster this early in my new life. In any case, can I even take down a monster? I’ll look more into it tomorrow, heading back is what matters now. Wait, how do I even open up

Around it, monsters of varying sizes moved in chaotic patterns, their guttural growls reverberating through the chamber. The team froze, their eyes fixed on the scene before us. The monsters were unlike any we’d faced before, their forms disfigured and otherworldly. Some had elongated limbs that ended in sharp claws, while others had multiple heads with glowing eyes that seemed to pierce through the darkness. "We need a plan," Minseok said, his voice cutting through the tension. I nodded, turning to the team. "Na Ri, Hye Jin, you’ll focus on the smaller monsters. Keep them contained. Soo Min, you’re on support—use your traps to slow them down. Nikolai, you're with me. We’ll handle the big on

Her heart ached as Elizah turned her gaze out the window. "I’m sure the perpetrator wasn’t Liam. The police caught the wrong person, Julie. I don’t want to live like this. They let the real perpetrator walk free while Liam is imprisoned!" Elizah’s voice was heavy and filled with anger. Julie fully understood her sister’s feelings but could do nothing except try to calm her down. Julie fell silent, recalling something: "monsters." Yes, Elizah screamed "monsters," meaning there was more than one perpetrator. "Monsters. What do you mean by monsters? Did you feel there was more than one person?"

“Not exactly. But they spoke of ‘clearing the path.’ They want to erase everything related to the Moon Goddess, so the ancient magical spirits can rise again unimpeded.” A sudden silence enveloped the room. I could feel the tension thickening in the air, as if everyone in the room was holding their breath. Alpha Aric clenched his fists. “That explains why so many of us have lost our memories of the Moon Goddess. The black wizards are indeed targeting the werewolf race.” Mira looked at us intently. “They use some kind of medium to contain memories and energy. The cursed doll is just the outer shell. The core of the magic is deeper, more evil.”

Anima replied, breathing heavily. Another Asura suddenly burst out of the wall in front of them—this one was in the shape of a gorilla. The monster beat its chest repeatedly, then roared loudly, revealing its long fangs and rows of sharp teeth. Without hesitation, Mary swung her right palm diagonally, and three large red spikes shot out of the ceiling, piercing through the monster's head and back and into the ground. As the monster turned to smoke, the three girls ran past it. “Wow, nice reflexes,” Anima complemented as they ran.

“We need to leave the city.” “Good,” Alessio said, jaw set. “Because there’s something I need to show you.” Noa’s brow furrowed. “What?” Alessio’s grin was slow, dangerous. “Where monsters are born.” Noa’s blood ran cold. And the elevator groaned again. Footsteps. Not Dominik’s. Someone worse. A shadow darker than even Alessio. And Noa realized, too late They weren’t out of this yet. They’d just walked into the next nightmare.

It was massive. Vaulted ceilings stretched high above, with chandeliers that hovered without support. Murals of ancient creatures—phoenixes, leviathans, dragons—covered the walls, moving subtly as if alive. Wooden benches and arched windows lined the room. It felt more like a cathedral to magic than a classroom. Everyone here wore the same badge. I slipped into a seat beside a girl with eyes like molten silver and hair like liquid obsidian twisted into twin knots. She turned to me, smiling with sharp, inhuman teeth. “You’re the screamer.”

The monsters are the ones who lose their children and sit down to cry. I do not sit. I take back what’s mine. Yes, Veronica, the spoiled girl, is dead. Crimson Rogue has taken her place.