Mass Effect Fanfiction Dark Humanity Novels & Stories

"How amusing. Little did you know, Luna, that I would be awaiting your arrival." Luna's gaze hardened, her voice steady despite the rising tension. "You may have succumbed to the darkness, Darius, but we will not let it consume us. We stand together, united against your malevolence." Darius let out a cruel laugh that sent shivers down Amelia's spine. "Oh, how sweet. Young love, so naive and easily manipulated. But you see, my dear Luna, love is a weakness, a vulnerability that will be your downfall." A wave of darkness surged from Darius, engulfing the entire room. Amelia and Lycan clung to each other, fighting against the suffocating darkness threatening to consume their spirits.

“I told you, didn’t I? I will put an end to that problem of yours. I’m not toying you, Katherine. Let’s say, I want to play a game with you.” “What’s the difference, huh? You want to play with me, it’s all the same!” “Toying you is different from playing with you. Toying you means I’m just the one who’s receiving all the benefits, meanwhile, if I say playing with you, you can cooperate and have your fair share of benefits in our game.” “Well then, Mr. Supernatural, I don’t want to play a game with you.” “It’s Helion. My name is Helion.” “I don’t care about your name at all.”

“I won’t hurt him!” But the power grew sharper. Stronger. I looked up and I saw something like pain cross Kael’s face. Lucien whispered, “You chose humanity. That weakened your base. Now the darkness fills the space left behind.” I shook violently. “No. I am not darkness.” Kael’s voice broke. “Then hold on to me.” My view was blurred. I felt my teeth clench hard enough to crack. His touch kept me grounded for one heartbeat. Only one.

I roared louder, shaking the earth itself. In minutes, dead wolves surrounded me, an entire pack eliminated. “All these dead corpses just so I could get a breather,” I muttered to myself. “All to wipe away the thoughts of her in my mind.” Some would call it a curse. Maybe, there might be some truth to it. But this was the darkness I and my brothers carried. Death followed wherever we went, and Maera would be no exception. I shifted back to my human form. Strigurd was satisfied. He no longer pestered within me, no longer groaned for pleasure. He was pleased.

“Your role determined your utility.” “I see.” He hunched down, his shoulder slouched down. “You see…” Shadow pushed her bang to the back as she parted her lips. “Humanity is crooked. Ah~ I love it. This bloodbath… I want it to happen. My black heart is beating for you.” Two humans answered the sentence with different reactions. Sean squealed happily while Gunner was dumbfounded.

“It’s because of my bloodline. My family and I are what our race calls dark wolves, meaning our blood is purer than most. Because of that, we’re considered the highest of the pack hierarchy. It also means that we’re stronger and more dominant than the other males.” He ground his jaw, then shoved out the rest. “And when it comes to sex, our more visceral natures are often difficult to control.” “Oh,” she said again, and he could practically hear her thinking it through. “That’s why you never get involved with human women, isn’t it?” He nodded, hyper-aware of every inch of her body as she came to stand beside him. “And so Cassie was implying that you’re dangerous to me?” she asked, setting her

His eyes widened, realization dawning on him that his end was near. He let out a weak laugh. "This...this isn’t over.” With one last burst of energy, he shifted back to human form, collapsing in defeat beneath me. Suddenly, a blast of dark energy erupted from the far edge of the field, and I caught a glimpse of Tiffany herself, her eyes glowing with an unnatural light when she pushed forward, his aura radiating with an ominous power. Behind her, more shadows emerged—rogues, humans, and mutated hybrids—a twisted army under her control.

The dark eyes turned, looking at him intently for a moment, his tone seemed different, more philosophical and studious as he continued. "I am not entirely blind to the sins of humanity. Whilst I have no knowledge of the passage of time, I sensed every heinous act your kind committed. You did not need me as the destroyer of millions for truly you do that yourself. I see no use in humanity; you worship the good like hypocrites and condemn those you simply act as you do. I am simply doing you all a favour."

My gaze narrowed as I absorbed the weight of his admission, the gravity of our impending confrontation intensifying. A surge of anger welled within me, fueled by the violation of Fernanda's essence. The clash between light and darkness, symbolized by Draxler's transformed state, mirrored the internal turmoil that roiled within me. The battlefield became a canvas upon which the forces of destiny painted their cruel designs.

Everyone were delighted when I considered their suggestions naturally. I thought the same thing as them, they knew just how troublesome it is if there were someone that playing the string in the dark and taking advantage when everyone were busy. More over, for Elijah, Mina, Bina, Andrea and Rafaela these matter is personal to them, they knew and everyone else knew that these Dark Organization although they directed their evil towards the humans, the one that suffers the most it the Demi-Human and Non-human races. It has always been like these, not to mention that, in Alemia Nation, the population of Demi-Human and Non-Human isn’t at all small.