Which Would Be Worse: To Live As A Monster Novels & Stories

He didn’t say anything about killing anyone. “That reaction is exactly what I’m talking about. It’s clear to me in your world humans are weak and uneducated in self preservation. What are you going to do when a giant monster comes out of nowhere and starts destroying your city? Do you just run screaming?” I resisted the urge to tell him about all the movies where that actually happens. “Monsters and Daemonaria don’t exist in my world.”

From today onwards, I'm going to live with this monster and will die one day, probably the day would be the little monster's birthday. *

I felt that my mom needed time to process since this was her first time killing someone. Ashton must have noticed, too, as he walked up to her and said softly, "The world isn't like it used to be, Mrs. Olson. The order has collapsed, and this is now a world in which only the strongest survive. I bet that blonde guy is not a good person. He might have eaten his own family to survive." Ashton probably said that to comfort my mom, but the three of us went silent after hearing it. At the same time, it suddenly dawned on us that humans were monsters without laws and morals to restrain them.

After everything he did, just because I was still alive, everything was fine? “Fine? Do you even know what I have ended up being because of you? I am the monster of the tales that mothers tell their kids to scare them. I had thought of myself as the monster too until I knew what you did. Now I know that there can be monsters in human skin too and that monsters can be more human than you could ever be.” “What monster? If you are trying to scare us, try harder because I have seen worse threats than a little girl who could handle a little magic.”

There are some men in this world that do not deserve to live but die and a part of me would be happy for their death. I don't even think I regret them dying at all. Those are horrible humans. How would they think of such a scenerio? Is this how they would treat their mates when they eventually get married? Some people don't deserve to live in this world at all. Now i know that we live with monsters and witches all over, beasts in human form. My stomach started biting and turning me again, this time, it was as if my worms were feeding on my intestines and liver. The pains were much. I didn't know when I started rolling on the ground, finding the perfect spot where I could relax my stomach.

“But maybe it isn’t. Maybe it’s aimed at changing people’s nervous systems and manufacturing the living dead.” Jasper inhaled sharply and stared at me as if I’d uttered something absolutely insane. “How is that possible?” I shook my head. “I don’t know. I’m willing to bet that only a sorcerer or sorceress would know how people could move and attack when their body is no longer living. But what I do know for certain is that this is dangerous, much more dangerous than any other terrible disease.” After all, what would be more horrible than death? Turning into a monster.

"What is the worst part?" Drawing the immortal Black Mass back into your body to seal it will destroy your physical form. You do not have the strength to fight it anymore. To keep the monster trapped so it never hurts your children or the world again, your body will fall into a permanent, unawakenable coma. Your soul will be locked in an eternal sleep, acting as a living prison for the darkness. You will save Hector. You will save your pack. But you will never open your eyes again. You will never hold your babies again. You will be dead to the world, conscious only in an endless dream. You have to make your choice.

“The better prepared we are for battle, the greater the odds of our succeeding.” “You refer to the vampires as monsters when, technically, you are one as well,” Hank mused. “I am one of many things,” Jasper thoughtfully admitted. “Having spent time amongst all three of what I am, I believe that the vampire is the worst of them. Therefore, he qualifies as a monster. If I am also a monster, I pray to keep that part of me subdued until I am able to eradicate vampirism from my body.” Hank sounded impressed as he asked, “You can do that?”

“There are places. Old places. Border cities. Ruins where laws don’t reach. Places vampires go when they don’t want oversight.” Mae’s eyes lit with interest—and concern. “That sounds worse.” “It is worse,” I admitted. “But it’s also where you might survive long enough to choose who turns you. Someone controlled. Someone with restraint.” “And someone who won’t just drain you dry and dump your body,” she added. “Exactly.” Mae went quiet, chewing on her lip. “So what you’re saying is… if we do this wrong, you die. If we do it right, you live—but everything changes.”

I felt relieved knowing I was going to have Eren's support with Stephanie. “Thank you Eren, I think I lost a part of the little humanity I thought I had tonight when I killed Bella. Maybe she was right. Maybe we are all monsters.” I spoke, lost in the sight of the moonlight. “That was actually the one thing I agree Bella was right about. This world is a cruel place and everyone has a monster in them. Hell, even Bella was human and was willing to kill Stephanie blinded by her hate for our kind. We are all to an extent monsters created by our choices, the only real question is if we give in to the darkness or the light. Some can even find a balance between the two.” Eren said, weighing both hi