Omori Alternate Universe Novels & Stories

I said while smirking. We have studied the different creatures that we can interact since we entered here in Metanoia and this is the first time we will see a real Morosis. What is in the book is correct, they look dirty, dry and disgusting. They also carry a fishy smell that resembles rotting fish. Their eyes are black and they have no nose and hair. Based on our study the Morosis have strength but they do not have brains so they do not know how to think. And ... They came from Alamort in the Echor world. They are made of mud and a mixture of dark power.

Alfredo Fabri POV You see in this business you're either in or you're out. But the “out” in this case implies that you're no longer alive and far from the earthly realm. Getting into the world of organized crime is no child's play, and by virtue of swearing an OMERTÀ, an oath on the Saints, you're in for life. You never get out, never. But there was only ever one exception our little world had witnessed and that's in the case of Lorenzo Rizzo also known as “The Whisper”.

I watched in silent horror as the creature transformed into a woman at an agonizingly slow pace. “Miss Barb!” I gasped as the last traces of the wolve were replaced by a woman’s form. “Oh, God! What have they done to you?” I found myself standing pressed against the bars that separated us, my hands clasped tightly around them, as the matron of the orphanage I grew up in lifted her head feebly to look at me. It took her eyes a moment to focus, her senses clearly muddled from being beaten. She reached her hand out to the mattress beside her, grasping the flimsy sheet to cover herself as realization spread across her face.

I said, "We killed each other." The Oracle gave a nod. Indeed. Again and again. Damon's fists clenched. "How can we prevent it?" The Oracle's face grew serious. "You have to alter your destiny. Take an alternate route. I dabbed at my tears. "How?" The temple started to shake. The Oracle took a step back. "You have to make a decision soon." I turned to face Damon. He glanced at me. Determination blazed in his eyes. "We're ending the pattern."

“Let me review the details for you.” A picture of an old man appeared. “Garrett Norman is a chemist and has a factory called ‘oracle’, founded a new and rare metal called ‘oryx’ and crafted a weapon called the orb. Orb works like a nuclear bomb but is more compact, in the form of a diamond.” He paused. “It is powerful enough to kill an entire nation with a single strike. The government and every other illegal organization are after Garrett. We need to get it before anyone else.”

Mizuki stared at Ro, scanning her body from head to toe then closed her eyes. Ro gasped and covered her mouth in shock. "You're me," Ro whispered. Mizuki was gone and an exact replica of Ro was standing right in front of the perplexed omega. Her duplicate beamed and spoke up, "It's one of our abilities. I just mastered it." "That's really great but creepy to other people," Ro said with a slight smile. "I'm a Zenko. Inari doesn't allow us use our powers for evil. We use it to help other creatures especially humans."

Maria hesitated with her arms opened. "Are you sent by Alpha Nolan?" Alpha Jones intervened. "Who is Alpha Nolan?" Maria asked like she was clueless. Alpha Jones got up. He drew his sword and moved to Maria. He pointed the sword to her neck. "A dead demon imbued in a statue was here days ago. I think you are just another demon using this lovely body" Alpha Jones recounted. "Jones, it's me" Maria grabbed the sword and moved it away from her neck. "I just woke up in the cemetery. When I realized I'm no more among the dead. I think the best thing is to return to my home" she explained.

Grace arrived, their entrance drawing Luciana's attention. "Talk of the devil," Luciana murmured under her breath, rolling her eyes in annoyance. Her gaze followed Ms. Grace as she took a seat beside Viktor. Why was Ms. Grace joining them for lunch today? Donatello cleared his throat and they began to eat. “I’d like everyone to welcome the newest member of the family, Mia Morano.” He announced, beaming at her. “she isn’t welcomed here dad, you know this.” Antonio said. “it’s not you who decides who is welcomed here or not.” Donatello replied, still smiling at Mia.

If Sylvia gets injured, the same wound would be inflicted on you, but worse. I took a deep breath as I remembered the weird wounds that appeared out of nowhere in my previous life. Now I knew the truth. "What would happen if we embed an animal's fur into the statue in an attempt to switch fates?" Hannah's cloudy eyes widened. Then, a look of understanding crossed her face. "It works the same for any being alive. If one switches fate with an animal, they will adopt the ways of said animal, becoming a half-human, half-beast creature."