Monster High Classes Novels & Stories

Chapter 4 In the past, the army has a classification of monsters. Low-grade for the petty infected, medium for the monsters without intellectual knowledge, medium-high for those infected that can communicate and have a brain to plot things, high for those mutant and legendary monsters that only appear on the myths or legend, and lastly, the demons, they are highly intellectual being with so much greed. If you think that you’re facing some high-graded monster… run! There’s no one that can take that thing down! But the foolish kid that I’m holding keeps on banging my chest, fuck this is a delicate body! He’s saying ‘take that down! Take that down!’ I almost stumble when he grabbed my hair

“You were bullshitting your class, weren't you?” “Mister Zeke, that's enough.” James went between Zeke and Q. “Classes are sensitive information. You understand that, correct?” “It only matters if they're high tier,” Zeke rebutted. Classes are classified into tiers. Humans always did enjoy rankings and tier lists. Common tiers are basic classes. Swordsman. Healer. Mage. Ranger. Those are some of the common classes. A dime a dozen. But these classes tend to be starting points for growth. Middle tier classes are those with specializations. Swordmaster. Light Mage. Spirit Priest. These classes branch out from common classes. The possibility of classes growing is what drives most breakers to get

"Kael, could the Healer be wrong? The life force of our pup felt so strong the last few times we checked." Kael sighed heavily, his eyes rimmed with red. "Some curses only reveal themselves as the pup grows." He handed me the diagnosis, pointing at the twisted black veins on the parchment. "Look here. The pup's wolf soul fluctuates wildly. There are signs of silver toxicity backlash. In this condition, even if the pup is born, it will die from the pain of its first shift." His voice choked, and the hand holding the paper shook. He looked like he was in agony.

Animal Hunters could only handle Low Class Magical Beasts, whereas Thrashers could handle the Middle and average High Classes with relative comfort. Predators were the second highest combat force of this world. They were rare and highly sought after even in the cities. Predators could handle any High Class Magical Beast, and were strong enough to go against the power of Mythic Class Magical Beasts. Two Predators with good teamwork could kill a very strong Mythic Class without sustaining severe injuries. They were a very powerful force to reckon with.

Is everything somehow my fault? Such questions left an aching hole in Luna's chest, and before she realized it, they had finally reached their Combatant class. Sitting in the university arena stadium, the students saw Professor Bain, and behind him stood four people. "Welcome to another day of Combatant class! Now that we have the exhibition match results, each of you will be placed in the class that suits you best. There are five classes: Magic-Caster, Weaponry, Beast-Tamer, Martial Arts, and Assassin."

I hate the look of my muscles all tense and stitched tight on my back. A lifetime of blows and bouncing back collects scars. I've had a lot of scalding showers, and bruises have become stretched and angry on me, causing pitted scars. There are no tears, but the groans come in multitude. As a monster, you learn never to accept pain. Pain only affects you if you let it. Black slacks. Black socks. Charcoal shoes are polished until they look like a crisp new apple skin. The shirt is deep forest green, which brings out the natural multiple hues of green in my eyes. Intentional. Gold flecks are juxtaposed in my iris.

Is there no such thing as justice anymore? And it wasn’t like Adonis had fought some overpowered monsters or something. These were summoned E-Tier Monsters! They weren’t supposed to yield any substantial EXP! ‘So why…?! WHYYYYYY?!’ There was only one answer to his question, and Rey knew it already. ‘His Hero Class! It has to be!’ It was an S-Tier Class, so of course it had to have numerous privileges that would be considered broken by Rey’s standards. Of course, Rey knew he couldn’t complain since he had quite the broken Skill himself, but the situation felt a little too unfair for him.

To fight a monster, one must become a monster to defeat one. Damon was the definition of a monster. He was a centuries-old demon slayer who kept his seat at the top of the pecking order. Clenching her fists, fear gnawed inside Maleficent’s heart. The squirming goblin in front of her seat was rattling with fear after feeling the heated gaze of the Glutton heir. Placing her chin atop her palm, for the first time, Cent did not bother to listen to what the goblin professor was talking about. It was her last subject for her first day of class, and so far, a hell of a lot of things have happened. But, at least, she was able to learn the pecking order within the dragon-scaled walls of Transylvania

Barron and Hope grumbled at the same time, what a strange alchemy between them. "So as I said, you'll fight a golem, but as you are E-rank, the golem level will be revised, so you shouldn't encounter any difficulty. Also for the special class, as you are Avatars, you will be put in a class according to the level you will show, there are several classes ranked and where the students are trained by level, from E-rank to C-rank. For example, if you show a potential to easily be over D- rank, which means utter crushing the golem..." "We will be in a C-rank class??"

Then they remember that in the news, monster weakness is metal Regardless where you put it on the monster body, the monster will feel that their body was scalded hot And the very weakness that could kill them al at once was to cut that big treasure that carried the source of their strength But they had not time to think about it as they put it near the monster hands, causing for the grip that surrounded them to loosen lightly After successfully escaping from that monsters grip for a minute that they did not really know if it had gone minutes already They fled immediately, leaving the S class Heroes who for the first time felt that they are useless when they got ignored The monsters who saw