Mythical Fakemon Novels & Stories

"I don't understand. Cecily brings everything but calm." The Moor's eyes lit up. "There you are wrong. She is a tamer of beasts and I haven't seen one in hundreds of years. Your cat should react and feel soothed when she is near. Centuries ago, beastkind destroyed any they discovered. It's rumored they can bring a feral beast back from the brink of insanity."

The opening line of Déjà Vu hangs in the air. I feel goose bumps rise on my arms as the pillar of light widens, spreads, and one by one, each of the boys is revealed. Felix stands dead centre in front of a mic, dressed all in black, with a dark velvet top hat and eyeliner to complete the look. On any other person, in any other setting, it would look totally ridiculous, but in the fantasy setting of a Fable show, it just works. Bathed in cold white light, he looks every bit the sardonic dark-hearted rock god he's publicized as. Pity he's just as evil in real life.

The sun was already overhead. The Lantian peak on the first floor of the Forsaken Fortress broke out in noise. It was early morning, and the day had not yet become noon. The sky was clear, with no clouds to block the warm rays of the morning sun. At that moment, the crowd of first-floor Hunters and Fighters left the Safe Zone, and charging towards the flat ground, they surrounded Magmar. As mentioned earlier. Magmar was a world monster whose appearance was very rare. Its body looked like a woman, but it had the body of a snake. Her health points were unreasonable - twenty thousand points.

I yelled at her, my heart beating so fast that it would pop out any moment. "You saw?" She asked, chuckling. "What sa- WHAT IN THE WORLD WAS THAT?!!!! HOW?!" "I told ya, you'll develop a potus soon. You could have it since birth only if you weren't a halfling. There are many more powers in you which you have to explore yet, that was not even a bit of your powers." She said, looking at me with unreadable emotional eyes." You're a satangel's daughter Athena, your mother's a complete satangel unlike your second mum, Bethany. And I'm a complete satangel"

“Let's go home, honey.” “Noooo. Mommy!” She tried to squirm. “No Kay. We're done for the day.” “Alright, mommy.” She leaned her head against my shoulder in resignation as I turned to the dark handsome stranger. “Well… thanks again.” I turned to leave. “Wait!” I paused. “I feel like I need to make it up to you somehow, or else you're going me up as some bad guy.” Well, he wasn't lying. “That's not really necessary-"

Felix was so shocked that he was speechless. Rebirth Sect had 50 Malevolent Phantoms? What was this? If he hadn't just tortured Mylo's spirit and seen the truth with his own eyes, he would've thought she was lying. Upon seeing his reaction, Mylo quickly added, "It's true! There are really 50 Malevolent Phantoms in Rebirth Sect—five A-tiers, 15 B-tiers, and 30 C-tiers. It's all true!"

What Mane saw through these eyes was a body that was entirely different from anything he had seen so far. He had seen the structure of beasts and men. He had seen the structure of Elemental and Ancient. He had also seen the structure of a Barbarian. But none of them filled him with as much awe as the structure of the Crystal Monkey. The common thing Elementals, Ancients and Barbarians had was the presence of a star map. Although the stars differed in color, they all had stars in their bodies that held Edict. Weak Magical Beasts didn’t have a star map and couldn’t really store Edict, but High Class Magical Beasts and above were capable of employing some Edict based skills. However even for th

Kaen was awed and commented. " What? No... Why? Does silver eyes mean something to you?" Amber shook her head. " Naw, it's just really cool. We Versions are sometimes created based on skillful warriors. For example, I'm created based on the mythical Silver Dragon, which is why my magic is phantom magic. " Manor waved it offf. " Yeah! Yeah! I may not have his piercing blue eyes, but I'm created!" Kaen nodded. " Let me guess Saki The Demon Lord Slayer." I guessed.

The voice didn’t feel like it came from anywhere; instead, it was reverberating in everyone’s heads. Romina covered her chest, and her expression changed. “Sir York! This is a legendary Demon Monk of the Smalt Sect!” Even the disciples of the Smalt Sect were shocked when they heard the name. In the legends of the Smalt Sect, Demon Monks were created with evil magic using dying monks. They’d still have their own consciousness, but they didn’t need food or sunlight. They would slumber in their coffins till the end of time, and wake up if they were summoned.

I want this token to be remembered for all eternity. 'Are you sure about this, Greko? I heard that he pampered his luna to the moon.' 'Do not tell me that you are getting scared of that whore? The behemoth lost because she summoned the Phoniex from the elven continent. But summoning a supernatural beast like that one needs offering and great strength. I am damn sure that the whore is recuperating right now behind that bastard.'