Myth Treant Novels & Stories

Funny how my world is crumbling but Trent is fixing everything. Trent is my fixer. ********

According to the description, it was a healer-type mythical monster born from the forest. “It’s perfect?!” the gamer gasped in amazement at the descriptions. The treant species weren’t very well-known and popular. They make amazing guardians or sentinels when defending a fort. However, these peace-loving monsters weren’t commonly seen outside of the forest. It would be a different story for Zen, who focused more on creating consumables and items to assist his allies. As a genuine support character, the treant sub-race only enhanced Zen’s supportive abilities in combat. In addition to the seemingly unlimited regeneration abilities, the treant was like a druid. It could control nature with a l

It quickly punched Jayden away from Jeremiah before the king could lay his hand on that poor soul. Jayden flew a few meters away with broken ribs. Fresh blood sprayed out of his mouth. With a deft motion of his nimble feet, Aiden quickly caught his brother before Jayden landed on the ground... On the other hand, Carson quickly summoned his two-handed rune ax—the hailstorm and stayed alert to counter a possible follow-up attack from the Trent. ‘What is that giant tree monster? How could it harm Jayden like that?’ Instead of attacking the brothers, the Trent kneeled before Jeremiah and took its master with its giant wooden branch, and then it put him to sit comfortably on one of its branches,

Dryad / Forest fairy The Dryad is a legendary creature from Greek mythology. According to Greek mythology, the Dryads were creatures, or a kind of fairy, who inhabited plants, taking the form of women. In Greek a similar term, drys, means oak. From this word arises the notion of the Dryads, namely the Nymphs who live in plants. The term is often used to describe Nymphs who live in trees in general. The Dryad character from Greek mythology appears in the fantasy story The Chronicles of Narnia as a female spirit that comes from trees.

"I forgive you this time. I miss you so much and I don't want to argue with you." I nodded my head and returned his tight hug. "How about you tell me what you found out in Taewe." Now that he mentioned it, my mind began to recall the events from our quest. "Well... I found out the truth about the tree in my dream. It's an ancient tree called Sotìras. The enchantress said that the tree took some of my memories of the past, the bad ones to be exact and she said that if I want to regain my memories, I need to find the tree."

"Morwen. How many of those creatures actually exist in the world?" The old woman hesitated, her gnarled fingers tightening around her staff. "In the known world, Killian? Very few." "Give me an exact number." "Supposedly none," Morwen countered grimly. "They are myths designed to keep children from wandering into the rifts." Kael groaned loudly, resting his forehead against the pommel of his sword. "I swear, I absolutely hate ancient legends. Can't we ever just fight an enemy that reproduces normally?"

It was only when his warm fingers wrapped around my forearm when he tried to pull me closer to him that I realized that goosebumps had indeed erupted on my skin. "The cabin looks creepy." I admitted honestly and looked up at the giant wooden house before me. "Which is why I say : Don't watch horror movies if you can't handle it." He teased me but managed to pull me in for a warm hug. "I can handle horror movies." I rolled my eyes, "I can't handle the devil that's about to open the door." "Be nice to them, honey. That's my boss' family you're talking about." "Ha-ha."

Nonetheless, he pushed them aside, centering his focus solely on the daunting task that lay ahead. As the healers and Beta O'Horan continued their journey, the ancient forests seemed to grow darker and more mysterious. The leaves whispered secrets as the wind rustled through the towering trees. It was in these depths that they encountered their first trial. A formidable creature, with wings as black as night and eyes filled with a mysterious, ancient knowledge, descended upon them. The creature, known as a Shadow Wyvern, blocked their path with a menacing roar that echoed through the forest. Its scales shimmered with enchantments, a testament to its power.

Waterfalls, fountains, and rich vegetation create a masterpiece of natural and artificially build beauty. A big part of the palace is under the hill which is formed mostly of the roots of the sacred tree. Its gnarled, black with silver gold veins trunk sustains an equally huge crown of everlasting white flowers. Legend says this is where the gods laid the first couple of fairies. Seelie and Unseelie. Male and female. Shadow and light. Just as similar as the trunk and crown. Some of the gods were happy watching their fights creating more and more creatures to add each army.

Uncle nodded at the statement. “If that’s the case, the kind of engkanto that’s showing itself to you is what is called a Dryad. They are the caretakers of nature. These kinds of engkanto live in the forests, but they can go out of those places and move to other locations. These are immortal and powerful. And there are also what are called Hamadryads, this is a form of engkanto. Unlike the Dryads, these aren’t immortal because when you cut down or seal the trees that they live in, they will also expire. But you can’t do this easily since it’s possible to be punished by Dryads when you seal off the trees without getting their permission.”