Shadow Disgusting Black Creatures の小説・ストーリー

Ibekwe crept towards the tree and tried to look inside the pot to discover its contents, but it was too high —too high for him to see. After much useless stretching of his limbs to catch a glimpse at the black pot, he decided to climb the tree to clear his curiosity once and for all. As he climbed the tree slowly, placing one foot over another and moving upwards at every push, he finally got to where the black pot hung. He opened the lid and looked inside the pot. Strange images that he had never seen filled his eyes. Images depicting different humans that he had never met. He stretched his hands wider and gazed at the pot inquisitively, then he stopped. Allowing the vision he had just seen

“Who the hell are you? Get back. I have a gun. I’ll shoot the damn thing.” “Your guns won’t protect you here! Now let’s go!” he shouted at her. The white wolf launched itself as the creature came into the sunlight. “Oh, God,” Amerie whispered. The creature looked as if it was made up of shadows. Its figure slightly resembled a wolf, but stank to high heavens. Its yellow eyes were burning and had no pupil. It opened its jaws as it leapt toward the white wolf. A loud boom erupted as the two creatures collided. Snapping jaws, white and black, in a mortal dance. They clawed at each other. The white wolf made contact with the shadowy creature’s flank. Black goo spurted onto the ground.

The dark fluid spilled out across the concrete, and the creatures inside—the twisted, grafted abominations—began to twitch. Nomo stopped. He watched as one of the creatures opened its eyes. They weren't violet, and they weren't red. They were a milky, sightless white, leaking a black ichor that hissed as it touched the floor. The thing let out a sound that wasn't a scream or a growl, but a distorted, multi-tonal vibration that shattered the glass panels of the nearby offices. “Somito, tell me you’re clear!” Nomo shouted, his hand shaking as he raised his tablet to send the emergency burst.

“You think it’s him?” “I don’t think,” she replied softly. “I know.” The first howl split through the air then distant, ragged, too distorted to belong to any living wolf. It was followed by another, closer, and then the tree line erupted in chaos. The Shadowborn had come. They poured from the forest like living nightmares wolves that looked half-rotten, their eyes black and their mouths dripping with dark ichor. Their bodies moved wrong, their limbs bending at impossible angles. The stench of decay rolled with them, making the Ironfang warriors gag as they rushed to arm themselves.

When silence fell above us for a few minutes, I dared to open my eyes, and God, I wish I didn’t. His eyes had gone completely black. This is it. This is how I die under the hand of a mythical creature for some unknown reasons. I was alone with a cold-blooded psychopath, one that had almost killed my brother, and no one would help me if I cried for help since it seems as the people here worship the ground he walks on. Sure enough, in one swift motion, I was shoved up against a wall with feet dangling and his hand around my throat. I tried desperately to breathe, but no air could get in.

“It’s the energy from the ritual. They’re corrupting the land.” Suddenly, a low growl erupted from the shadows. From the darkness, a pack of monstrous creatures emerged, their forms twisted and unnatural. Their fur was patchy, their eyes glowed a blood-red, and black veins pulsed along their bodies. “Shadow beasts!” Eira shouted, readying her crossbow. Rayka drew her blade, her heart pounding. “They’re guarding the ritual site. Hold the line!”

He opened his mouth and pointed the tip of the sword in his hand at the corpses. “... [Rise] ...” Reinhard said. Or rather, the demon spirit that controlled Reinhard's body. The carcasses of the crocodiles were instantly enveloped by a black shadow, and moments later, about thirty saltwater crocodiles rose from within the shadows to form a shadow army. Not only that but also twenty top-level vampires rose from the shadow. Then, five alpha werewolves appeared in full wolf form, three great white sharks that immediately jumped into the lake water, and also Ansel Gaute Kosti, a noble-class vampire.

I peered with my torch and squinted my eyes in the darkness. And then, I see them. Huge blobs of unidentified creatures on both sides of the corridors- behind me and in front. They have me all surrounded, and now, I have no idea which and where to go. They growled, moaned, and groaned. Human limbs were sewn against them, and I couldn't help but fight the urge to puke. The stench was unbearable and suffocating. My eyes almost broke down. Three heads sat each upon the two humongous amalgamates. And their lips were sewn and bleeding. Their skin was of the color of decay and grime.

Xalara raised her hand and made a casual swiping gesture, as if brushing away an annoying insect. All three burst into flames. But not normal fire. Purple shadows wreathed the burning figures, unnatural flames that burned with colors that had no names and cast light that somehow made the room darker instead of brighter. The fire consumed cloth and flesh with equal hunger, but it didn't kill quickly—it savored, prolonged, made sure every second of destruction was felt and understood. Their screams echoed off crystal walls and marble columns, sounds of agony so pure and terrible that several courtiers vomited from the sheer horror of witnessing divine judgment made manifest.

His denim jeans pulling tight across his perfectly sculpted arse and legs. Marcus squeals in delight as Lucas scoops him up into the air and tickles him mercilessly. I watch them as a sense of peace washes through me. Remembering my time in the underworld. I had gone by so many titles since coming of age. Hunter, Princess, Wife, Twice Blessed, Cursed, Queen, but the greatest title that I will ever have the privilege to be given, is, and will forever more be, Mother. The End *** Foreword: Hi Guys, I would like to thank each and every one of you for having got this far. I really hope that you have enjoyed Shadowed Creatures.