Beastars Humans 소설 & 이야기

The shift came faster than ever before, power flooding her limbs as fur replaced skin. She hit the rogue mid-leap. They rolled across the ground, snapping and clawing. The rogue was stronger than she expected, its movements wild but relentless. But Elara wasn’t alone. Another Beast wolf slammed into the rogue’s side, ending the fight in a brutal snap of jaws. Elara shifted back to human form, breath shaking. And that’s when she realized The rogues weren’t attacking randomly. They were pushing. For the center. For her. A massive rogue broke through the fighting line, its red eyes locking onto Elara with terrifying focus. It charged.

"It's strange, isn't it? Crisanta and I survived all of those beasts on our own, but one of the humans almost murdered us. A person has proven to be more deadly than any of the dead creatures roaming the streets." "I had the same notion," I responded, gesturing to her. "There are beasts everywhere right now, but the humanoid beings are the most dangerous. What about those rottens? They're merely mindless devouring creatures devoid of logical thinking, but what about the people out there? They are the scary ones, susceptible to deception and plotting. However, there are still some nice individuals out there," I reassured her. "There are still people worth protecting." Her eyes softened as she

“I hated him too. Tried to run away from it, just like you. But it always came back to me, our fate, Ava. Jaskier is one of them and so am I. We’re born to hunt down entities that devour men.” Her eyes locked with mine, as she said those words slowly. “And the beast is one of them!” Jaskier yelled immediately, drawing his sword. “I wouldn’t do that, if I were you, Jaskier.” Caspian snarled, stepping right in front of me to protect me. I swallowed nervously, peeking from his body which was in front of me. “I’m not who you thought I was, my King. I’m a hunter, a Scavenger, whose mission is to kill beasts like you.” Jaskier snarled, approaching Caspian.

"I should have been sad." "Your mother was not in her right mind. No one does what she did to a child. Our cubs are loved and cherished. They are rare and we do nothing to harm them. They are God's gift." "Do you have a child?" "No, I don't. Beastkind cannot mate with each other. We must mate with humans to have children but we do not rape women." "I can never have a baby?"

he explains just as we reach the den's opening. Sadness sweeps over my heart as I realize what the human rulers have done. They have successfully driven a wedge between humans and their protectors. I never even thought about it. I considered them to be beasts. I felt like that up until his explanation. I didn't even really feel appreciative toward them while living in the city. They live and die for us...And we call them Beasts. Tears sting my eyes and make it to where I can't see. I stop walking so I won't fall, and the tears begin to fall instead.

I add after he opens his eyes. "I don't think I am human!" He says. Of course, you are not, monster! I know that! I just need you to think and feel the need to be human so that the people around me can be safe! "You wouldn't have been able to feel anything for me if you were not human, Ajay! You are human, and you can do better!" Even I doubt my own words, but I can't show him that. "You think so?" He queries. Psss! You wouldn't want to know what I really think, jerkass!

Therefore, the current urgent task was to seek peace with the beasts. After all, the conflict between beasts and humans was an internal conflict within the continent. If daemons succeeded in their invasion, once humans were exterminated, it would be the beasts' turn next. The principle of interdependence should be understood by the beast leaders. Furthermore, the current beast swarm was an internal conflict among the beasts rather than a grudge against humans. It was merely a process of following natural laws.

It hurt like a fucking bitch. Alpha Eros never said a word, and I had a feeling that he needed this hug as much as I did. That this hug wasn't as selfless as he tried to make it, and that my mate wasn't.... just beast. That somewhere in there was a human. A human that, at some point, was kind to my brother. A human that is mated to me. A human that I would probably need to kill.

My stubbornness had killed her. The growling grew louder, and I realized they had followed me. My heart pounded against my ribs as the sound of heavy footsteps approached. I squeezed my eyes shut, expecting the end. This was it. I deserved this-I had gotten her killed, and now it was my turn. I opened my eyes when I felt something shift in the air. A man stood before me, fully naked, his body covered in fresh blood. He wasn't human-his eyes glowed a deep, unnatural orange, and behind him, one of the beasts snarled, its massive form blocking the doorway ready to tear me apart.

There's no need to be so harsh on her. Mother had not expected me to respond this way. Her expression darkened, but she had no choice but to watch as I made my arrangements. I waved my hand, and the mourning troupe immediately began their cacophonous performance with drums. I watched with great interest from the side. This mourning troupe consisted of beastmen I had hired. They were energetic and could cry and wail for an entire day without stopping. Moreover, they did not fear human royal authority and only cared about the money I paid them.