Otherworldly Creatures 소설 & 이야기

Erica nodded subconsciously because really they were doing the shittiest job of the century. Jade sighed and began, "Look, Erica. What they mean is that in this world, there are not only humans that exist, there are...what humans call 'mythical creatures' or 'supernatural beings' such as werewolves, vampires, witches, faes, mermaids which exist as well." Erica took in every single word with a blank expression on her face. The only thing that was going on in her head was, 'What is this nonsense?'

I exclaim her words get me scared of Adams and his family. "A few years ago, there was a fall of higher obscure creatures, more obscure than you and I, they had no face and they were all covered in dark garments with reddish blood eyes, somewhere invisible. Most of those creatures came out through the gate. It was like they were coming from the human world. They were brainless, and killing was their only goal." She counts with so many pains. "Omg!" I exclaim.

Maybe it was hidden on an island or in a country where the government chooses to keep strange things like this to themselves. “It's not a place humans know about. In fact, the vampire world is a world completely different and hidden from the human world. The only way a human can come across the supernatural world is if a supernatural creature takes you there themselves.” I raised a brow. “So that means the supernatural world is not reserved for vampires alone?” She shook her head. “There are werewolves, vampires, witches, dragons, elves, and a lot more creatures humans write fictions and fantasies about.” “No way!” I exclaimed in disbelief. “Do all those creatures really exist?”

Elle looked at her with confusion She gave her a tree like smile "Some of the creatures here have powers that can hurt humans in a very bad way like the werewolves, halflings, foxes,mermaids, goblins and va.." she immediately shut her mouth, but continued after a moment "while some are here because if they move over to the human realm, you humans will make sure they go extinct." "So you mean to tell me, something like this has been existing" Elle asked and the tree nodded

I ask. “No,” he answers. “Not only werewolves reside here.” I stop walking. “What?” I turn to him. “Are you saying there are other creatures?” “Yes,” he replies simply. “There are witches, vampires, and the Satyrs.” I blink at him. “Satyrs?” “They are rarely seen,” he continues. “Only the Alphas can see them. They are wild oracles.” My brain feels like it is about to short-circuit. “So you’re telling me,” I say slowly, “that all this exists and humans just… don’t know?”

Mysteria, the magical world of supernatural’s, a realm with the tallest mountains, luscious forests, and precipitous waterfalls. From werewolves and witches to orcs, this enchanted land is the birthplace of imagination. The mystical beings were all made by many different Deities, including those of Selene, Cerridwen, Ogrun, and Valkrim. They fashioned new life forms in their own image to coexist in the realm of Mysteria.

Beyond the veil, the world changed. They emerged into a vast canyon carved of black glass and obsidian, stretching beneath an endless crimson sky. Pillars of smoke coiled into the air, and in the distance, winged shapes circled above jagged peaks. The dragon realm - not just a place, but a plane apart, untouched by time. And watching them from the ledges, perched like gods of fire and stone, were the Others. Dragons. More than she expected. Some as massive as towers. Others coiled in humanoid form, draped in robes that shimmered like magma or bone. But all of them shared one thing: eyes that burned with ancient memory - and judgment.

If it was public knowledge then they would likely be targeted. “Are you the only…” I had no idea what word to use. A look of amusement crossed him face at my difficulty. “…creatures? Things that no-one else thinks exist?” He shook his head. “No, we’re not the only ‘creatures’ as you call us. There are other things, however the most similar to us are dragons.” Now it was my turn to scoff. “Dragons? Are you being serious?” “Yes. There are even less of them than werewolves, but they are more powerful.”

As we hurried away in the rain, I could feel his warm touch, fair enough to calm my body from the cold of the night. I felt as if I was being taken to another world, similar to the one in my dream. There were strange noises all around us, and the water pouring down on us abruptly stopped. The enchanting feeling was there, as though my body was absorbing vigor from my surroundings. It was familiar yet strange to me. And the next thing I knew was when I opened my eyes; I was in another world. A world they called Olympus.

Doors would slam shut on their own, and I would hear whispers in the hallways. One night, I saw a figure standing in my bedroom doorway. It was a woman with long, flowing hair and a white dress that seemed to glow in the dark. She beckoned me to follow her, and I felt an inexplicable pull to do so. I followed her through the house, and she led me to a secret room deep in the basement. Inside, I found a mysterious artifact that seemed to pulse with an otherworldly energy. It was then that I realized the truth: I was living in a house that was a portal to the spirit world.