Mass Effect Fanfiction Elder Humanity Novels & Stories

But Liam never heard anything about a species called the Elders. “The Elders are very much a distant cousin of the Angels,” Jay told them. “We served the Moon Goddess in the mortal realm while the Angels served her commands in the Moon Goddess’ Kingdom. Before the annihilation of the sixth realm, I managed to evacuate half of my people into other realms but unfortunately, our plan was exposed. The majority of my people were captured and used for experiments. I was the only one left. When I heard the humans were using the Elders’ bodies to create a specimen in Italy, I went there to investigate. But the specimen was already moved to another place. Since then, I’ve been searching until I encou

The Elder’s continue to argue among themselves, “Whether we are able to create a union with them or not. Whether they give birth to our children or not, we can live with the knowledge of each other.” “Good luck getting a human to live amicably with you. You are just a prop for experiment, something different. And it’s a total waste if we can’t benefit so much from each other.” I pinch the bridge of my nose, tired of listening to their voices. “In my opinion, you just want to torment humans in the name of creating a new world with them. You just want to watch them die, they can’t handle what we do to them.”

It was quite impressive, so much so that Elder Sand was almost tempted to take the human back with him as a pet. “Fortunately for you I promised the Lord that I would stop bringing back humans I find interesting,” Elder Sand sighed in pity. How he would have loved to bring this human back for a few experiments! Unfortunately for the elder, and fortunately for the guard, Elder Sand wasn’t allowed such liberties anymore. At this point the guard was just within a meter of the elder. It was a smart move to attack the elder first, for he looked the weakest of the three. Eva and Marie looked young and were judged to be capable of putting up greater resistance. However, when it came to Undead, age

The certainty that we'd face everything together. The Elder stared. "This is what we eliminated? This is what we've been protecting our people from?" "Yes." Its form shifted. "We were wrong. We've been wrong for millennia." "Elder, no—" "Look at them. Exhausted. Fragmented. But still choosing each other. That's not disease. That's life. And we eliminated it." The Elder looked at me. "Help us undo what we did." "Help you how?" "Teach us to rebuild what we destroyed. Give our people back their choice."

He offered zero direct validation to the Elder's genetic demand—merely executing a couple of standard pack protocols before cutting the frequency. "Did your wolf not possess half an automated task to complete with those floral bookmarks?" he inquired, his voice dropping into a smooth register. "Return to your upper quarters and finalize the extraction." "Oh... the task shall be executed!" I stammered, my boots rapidly retreating toward the stone staircase. At the apex of the landing, my tracking instincts forced my head to glance back down into the study, my claws instinctively lifting to shield my burning ears. Even as the intense embarrassment vibrated through my chest, my intellect was pr

Evangeline's POV . "As per the sources, it is clear that someone is forming an army of the newly shifted vampires by killing the humans and turning them into vampires.", Elder Alaric commented. "In fact, I find out that whoever is doing this has a gift of controlling anyone's mind except those who are having shield as their gift.", My biological father commented. "That's bad news.", Elder Ambrosia said, shaking her head. "None of the vampires we know have this gift.", she added and then looked at me. "What's your gift?"

The elders' enclave, a sanctum of wisdom, beckoned in the distance, its ethereal glow inviting Luna and Alpha Burst into the heart of deliberation. As they approached the elders, Luna felt a sense of reassurance in the presence of these venerable beings. The elders, attuned to the currents that flowed through realms, greeted Luna and Alpha Burst with a knowing serenity. Luna, with grace, conveyed the revelation of Seraphia's betrayal, and the elders listened with the discerning wisdom that transcended mortal understanding.

"This is not good, you just hit a human. You know what your father said about the human he saw when he was much younger, his own father killed it on the spot she is not going to survive around here, humans have been extinct for years, they don't belong here" My wolf kept reminding me of things I already knew, of course I know humans have been extinct, and of course I know she would be killed by any wolf that sees her on the spot. But I was happy I found her, I felt she was the one thing I had been looking for, but she was human too. "You are not saying anything Kael, what are your plans? I want to know, you just went all soft like a banana the moment you found her, speak up!" My wolf said li

The world had tilted. Relief washed over me, followed quickly by resolve. This wasn’t the end. Gold. Zender and Barsek, The remaining Elder Blood. They were still out there, still threats looming like shadows. But Elena stood before me, radiant and fierce. Our future pulsed strong within her. My wolf surged with certainty, with purpose, with the knowledge that we were unbreakable together. I tightened my grip around her, feeling her heartbeat, feeling our children grow inside her. The title, the power, the pack—all of it had been meant for me.

"This is...I don't...The ancient Elders...how?" Derek was lost for words. Luke turned to Derek," I had no idea what were their reasons but I had yet to discover the truth." Derek frowned. "Does this mean that Galerians have similar traits to purebloods? Like for example living off blood." Luke took a deep breath and shook his head." Not necessarily," he said. "Our anatomy is the same as an Alerian but we are a hybrid though the transformation is the same. As for feeding, we have an option. If we chose to feed then we can. If we don't, then we don't. We have that choice when we turn 18. The slow aging starts when we turn also at 18, so that explains our youthfulness. We age very slow. We age