The Forest Fic 소설 & 이야기

He went to the stream and freshen up so that he could go to the town. The town he live, i mean near his house is called Red forest town. It is called Red forest because during Autumn the forest color used to be Red, as if the someone painted it Red no one knows why. And during this season most hunter don't go to forest to hunt, because the spirit beast used to mostly active at that time. As for Theo during this season he used to live in the town in the fear of spirit beast. spirit beast are those who can used qi while taking, they are intelligent beings who can cultivate.

" Hoots responded. "Did you ask where she found him?" Nahigra couldn't just lay low, and expect things to go well. "She hasn't. She kept asking for herbs that can only be found in the forest of Armageddon." Hoots answered. "And there is nothing scary about the forest except for the fogs." He added. "No, you're mistaken. We were lucky that we didn't meet any of the beasts." Nahigra opened her skirt and showed them her thigh. "You see this scar? It is from the beast."

Brawen knows she's walking away from the school's barrier, which means that if something happens outside, she'll definitely call for help. Southern Forest – a large coniferous forest. The foliage is intertwined under the eternal night as if withered away without a trace of life, the crows cry "quack", the sound of birds chirping echoes here and there, the roar of the alien species has not yet been born. Who knows, somewhere the sound of water flowing over the rocks, murmuring and murmuring. Brawen really didn't know whether to say this was a live or dead scene.

|| Lilac’s POV || The forest beyond Alaric's packhouse was alive with the scent of damp earth and pine, the towering trees casting long shadows across the narrow dirt path. Alaric walked ahead of me, his broad shoulders blocking most of the afternoon sun, his strides purposeful but unhurried. I trailed behind, my fingers brushing against the ferns that lined the trail, their leaves cool and slightly damp beneath my touch. "She doesn’t see many outsiders," Alaric said, glancing back at me. "But if anyone can help you understand what’s happening with Runa, it’s Endora."

For the alpha; the pack; for herself. The forest was dense and dark, and the only sounds were the rustling of leaves underfoot and the occasional hoot of an owl. As agreed, Alicia walked close to Fidelis, her senses on high alert. She could feel the tension in the air, the sense of danger that surrounded them.

And one of the reasons its calamity rate is in between STORM, and DRAGOON calamity rating. At the outskirt of this forest lives only common and rare mobs, but the deeper you walk inside, the dangerous monster will appear. Here's a boy, age eight to ten years old, camping at this dangerous forest. Mohammed Mahakuttah Kiram. Camping another night within the forest of Gatoh, Kiram find immediately another spot for him to sleep during the night.

CHAPTER 11 The moment you are in there's intense feelings of anxiety and the feeling of being constantly watched, no locals from any village, including Namamali have ever dared to enter. People have stayed away because they fear and they know very well that if they enter, they will never find their way out. The forest has a mass grave containing thousands upon thousands of dead rotting bodies, ultimately, massacred by demons. Evil forest is impenetrable, the only forest with total darkness. The forest is actually haunted by werewolves, witches, and the devil himself. So for Nina to go inside, it was like signing her own death certificate.

⚠️ ATTENTION ⚠️ This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, business, events, and incidents are the products of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. This story is unedited so expect typographical errors, grammatical errors, wrong spelling. English isn't my first language and I hope you understand. PLAGIARISM IS A CRIME!!! --- Nini I keep running through the endless trees here in the forest.

"And which forest are you guys going to?" "There might be five people coming along," Edward said. "I, Jacob, Nicholas, Tristan, and Danial are co-workers, Sophia. For the forest itself, we chose New Hampshire." Alfonso's eyebrows shot up high. "New Hampshire near Southampton?" he asked with certainty. "That new forest, often dubbed the ghost forest, isn't it?" "Uncle is right," Edward said with a laugh. "I don't think Uncle knows about the forest." "Of course Uncle does. But to hunt there, Uncle has never really," he replied with a look full of regret. "It seems that Uncle has to come with you."

_Alina's POV_ In this ancient and mysterious forest, I led a team of werewolf warriors on a difficult journey to find a cure for the plague. Sunlight filtered through the dense canopy, casting dappled shadows on the damp ground, and the air was thick with the scent of decaying leaves and earth. The forest was alive with sounds: the rustling of leaves, the chirping of insects, and the distant calls of unseen creatures. Every step felt heavy with the weight of our mission, and the knowledge that failure was not an option.