Monsters In Amnesia: The Dark Descent Novels & Stories

Lights flickered on as they moved deeper, revealing walls lined with veins of dark crystal and steel supports, like a cathedral carved into the mountain’s bones. It didn’t feel like a lab. It felt like a tomb. After what felt like hours of winding descent, the hallway opened into a cavernous chamber. And there, in the center of the room, stood Monroe. He looked unchanged—ageless in the way only obsession can preserve a man. He stood beside a massive cylindrical pod, suspended in a column of faint blue light. Inside floated a form—tall, humanoid, and unmistakably identical to Damien. But not Daemon. This one was older. Larger. Eyes closed. Waiting.

"The 'sanctuary' was a prison, Malakor. And you were the jailer. The world is done living in the dark." "The dark was where we were gods!" Malakor roared, and with a flick of his wrist, the gravity around the Nexus inverted. The final battle did not begin with a charge; it began with a Psychological Siege. Malakor didn't just attack their bodies; he attacked their "Source." He unleashed a "Memory-Blight" - a wave of psychological energy designed to force the pack to relive their deepest failures.

She reached with one hand to my face, and the other drifted up and down my chest. “What are you so afraid of, Vlad? It wouldn’t be the first time we do something,” Amilia said. Frowning, I said, “This is not you, Amilia. What is happening to you!?” “Oh, I’m Amilia’s Monster… Dear,” Amilia said. I frowned hard, confusion taking all over me. Amilia’s monster? She never had a monster. She has never shown symptoms like us, unlike the others. “What do you mean, monster?” I asked, “I’ve never seen you before.”

"No, I wouldn't. Daddy only likes the bad lady. He lets her bully you, and he kicked you out of the bedroom and forced you to be a nanny. "If he really lost his memory, then how can he remember such a big company and all those complicated social connections but forget only you, Mommy?" That was right. Ambrose claimed he had amnesia, yet he hadn't forgotten his company or all the people in his network. The only thing he'd conveniently forgotten was me. I'd been in the business world for years and had seen all kinds of tricks, yet I'd actually fallen for such a shallow lie. I clenched my teeth and laughed at my own stupidity.

"And now it's come to kill me." As I watched Hye Jin retreat, I knew exactly what was going on. This was a monster that could manipulate its mana to take the form of something or someone who had been through a lot of trauma. Monsters created using this method generally targeted the victim's most vulnerable memories, to the point where they could even mimic the voice of their victims. I looked over to Minseok; unlike the others, Minseok had a blank expression on his face. I wondered if the fact that Minseok was a Guide made him immune to this attack.

These thoughts gave her an idea and she suddenly realized that whenever she’d tried to reach Hayden’s mind, she’d always tried to focus on him alone, isolating him from the monster within. Now, it dawned on her that, it didn’t matter what caused him to become this way, they were forever intertwined. She could not reach Hayden without first going through the monster. Her mind was flowing through this psychic plain almost independently now. Long dormant instincts took over, and she suddenly knew what she had to do to bring Hayden back to the light. She knew now that although Hayden always sought the light when he was himself, when the wolf took over, its pain caused him to stay in darkness.

Would it taste better? It was as if cold water had been poured on me, and I immediately woke up. My chest was still rising violently, mabilis akong lumingon sa monitor ng computer na ginagamit ko na naka-sleep na, I could barely see my reflection, but it was enough to see what was with me right now. My eyes widened when I saw my very own eyes, which I almost didn't recognize. They were blazing bloody crimson, like the eyes of a predator ready to attack her prey. Who the hell are you?

------- Meanwhile----- Within the ebon depths of the moonlit forest, cloaked by the enigmatic tapestry of night, the sinister figure skulked with a malignant purpose. His dark eyes, gleaming with a malevolent light, flickered with memories that stoked the embers of obsession burning deep within his tormented soul. The image of Amelia, resplendent in her deep burgundy gown, haunted his thoughts like a beautiful specter that refused to be exorcised.

I could see her gazing down at me as the ground slowly sucked me in. "Humans and creatures all alike, they all have their monsters and demons within..." Her voice faded into the abyss as darkness swallowed me. My anxiety intensified tenfold, and I felt like I was drowning once more, just as I had in the past. I frantically swung my arms, sensing the weight and force pulling me down. As I descended further, I had no inkling that this might be the end. ****

Angela asked. “Oh, I didn't create the darkness; it was a result of the dark energy that possessed me after the death of Darwin. The darkness strips away all good from whoever steps into it and slowly drains or rewrites your memories. You guys probably weren't affected because your magic was stronger than it,” Daniella explained. “Yeah, I quickly figured out that something was wrong with the memory the darkness was showing us. It felt so real; it felt like that woman was really my mother, and all of that really happened,” Marie said softly, staring at the ground.