Ordinary Monsters Romane & Geschichten

Swallowing a large lump in my front I grappled with the right term, “You, changed? You had horns?” “My demon nature Avalon. Over the centuries we have learnt to tame our true selves, but what you saw was the curse that God placed on all of our kind for rising against him.” His tone would suggest that this was the most normal thing in the world, to him I guess it was. For me this was definitely not normal. On the other hand, It wasn’t exactly as if I was completely ignorant to the world of creatures. So why was I so surprised that demons were able manifest themselves into something that was so representative of their name?

The dreams were a tumultuous mix of desire and darkness, a reflection of the tangled web I found myself entangled in. The whispers of the charms and the warnings of my grandmother echoed in my mind, a constant reminder that something ominous loomed over me. I knew that I couldn't escape the journey that lay ahead, the journey into the heart of the supernatural, where the lines between desire and danger blurred, and where secrets waited to be revealed. And as I gazed at the obsidian stones of the bracelet, I couldn't help but wonder what lay in store for me, what horrors and revelations awaited in the world that existed just beyond the shadows.

Leori called upon his courage, rallying his comrades to stand strong against the spectral onslaught. Swinging his sword with unwavering resolve, Leori cleaved through the ghostly apparitions. Robin's arrows whizzed through the air, finding their mark with deadly accuracy. Adonis and Ethan fought back-to-back, their martial prowess a dance of swift strikes and calculated defense. Erica, with her innate connection to the mystical, unleashed a wave of energy that banished the ghosts back into the depths from which they emerged. The air grew thick with tension as they continued their journey. Suddenly, the ground rumbled beneath their feet, and towering ogres emerged from the shadows. These hulk

Everything turned dark and silent. *********

[You summoned the following Monsters] [Skeleton Soldier (Normal-Rank+++)] [Skeleton Soldier (Normal-Rank+++)] [Skeleton Magician (Unique-Rank)] [Poisonous Scarab (Normal-Rank+++)] [Skeleton General (Unique+)] [Giant Desert Scorpion (Unique)] [Skeleton Priest (Unique+)] [Elder Treant (Mythical+)] [Infernal Gazer (Mythical+++)] Ten new creatures emerged before Chaos, as he glanced at them with wonder. There were more skeletons this time, it seemed that they were the most common monster. There were some generic soldiers, a mage, and then a General and a Priest, who seemed rather strong. The General wielded large and heavy armor, while the Priest priest-like clothes and was… adept to light magic

Suddenly, Adrian realized that these individuals indeed harbored ulterior motives. Adrian expanded his awareness, and the sight before him left him speechless. The entire hall was now teeming with an array of ghosts and monsters. Among them were towering old men with only one eye, lanterns swaying on a single leg, malformed boys with just one limb each, women clad in white exuding a bone-chilling aura, and skeletal figures draped in human skin...

The witches closed in, their laughter echoing like a chorus of nightmares. Something inside Aqua snapped. A surge of dark energy, unfamiliar and terrifying, welled up within her. She felt her pendant grow hot against her skin, the clear crystal turning black as smoke. The air around her crackled with raw power as she turned back towards the attackers, her fear morphing into a blinding rage.

"What if I refused to? I'm already like this; if you still think I'm repaying kindness with ingratitude, you might as well as just kill me." As it was currently the height of summer, I only had a simple short-sleeved shirt underneath my white coat. However, just the sight of my arm was enough to shock everyone. It was so thin that it was nothing but skin and bones, and it was covered in a network of scars and needle marks. A young woman gasped in fear before covering her eyes. Others started to show their sympathy, casting suspicious glances at my so-called family. The Sanders all wore cold expressions, completely indifferent to my wounds and even showing signs of disdain. After all, this wa

I tighten my grip on David and ask, "Your proclamation—what's the big picture? Where do you see this going? I'm curious, Alpha Nicodra. Do you have any specific ideas regarding how exactly you're going to resurrect our culture?" He lifts his glass to me and says, "I'm happy to hear your interest. My ideas are truly rooted in our conformity to a way of life that was simply not built on the beings we are. Frankly, Brigette, we are not human. In all honesty, we're monsters—at least to them, at least in our physiology." "Monsters," I repeat, tasting the word on my tongue.

I turned on the light, already knowing what the sound was. The beam fell on the small plastic tank and I almost dropped the light when I saw the thing staring back at me. Tentacles wavered around its reptilian-looking body, then it darted away from the light. I shone the torch around but it would always try to avoid the beam. I realized with a creeping dread that it was the only one left, and it had grown. A lot. It was the size of a small frog and bore no resemblance to the smiling creatures on the box I’d received. It was a monster.