《Not A Fairy Tale》Arc 5 - Chapter 8
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My entire body burned as hot as any flame. Everything was red and I smelt so much blood that I almost thought I might go insane from the smell alone. Saliva gathered in my mouth and I even began drooling as my body began cramping up. It felt as if something was pulling on my arms, legs, mouth, torso and back, similar to my integration with Gier as I transformed.
My arms doubled in length, same as my legs and upper body. I felt my stomach sink in as I became slimmer. Even my chest shrunk and hardened. My skin began growing fur, fur which consumed my clothing, making it part of itself. My jaws extended forwards and I could feel my ears grow as my hair slowly turned much darker and grew, connecting itself to my back where it ran down until it suddenly extended back, forming a black tail. Next, I felt like something was pulling on my finger and toenails as they slowly grew into long black claws. The last thing to change were my teeth, they became sharp and as long as my fingers used to be.
Even if I couldn't see myself right now I knew exactly what I looked like. A grey beast resembling a wolf with slim arms, legs and an overall slim body, the head of a wolf with black hair growing down my spine, connected to my long black tail. Black claws protruding from my large thin paws. And eyes the colour of blood. My veins were bulging so much that I feared they might burst through my furred skin. Saliva drooled from my mouth as I opened it and let out a loud howl directed at the image of the full moon that Evergreen had conjured for me.
I turned my gaze towards the man I had been fighting. He seemed so small now, with fear in his widened eyes, all four of his hands held out in front of him... as if they had any chance of protecting him. Still salivating I stepped forwards, breaking the ground I walked on with ease. Extending both long arms I grabbed the two magical hands and pushed them aside with ease. Then I sunk one of my claws deep into the man's throat, blood quickly began gushing out of it, as water would gush out of a fountain.
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With my other clawed paw, I lifted up the man and opened my mouth as wide as I could. Like snakes did I unhinged my jaw and consumed the man's entire body at once. Werewolves were made for just that. As soon as the man's body went past my throat it felt like he instantly began dissolving and by the time I had completely consumed him there was nothing left, not even my stomach was bulging like one might have assumed. I corrected my jaw and turned my attention to the battlefield. I saw people for what they were now, which was good, but there was still this insatiable hunger within me that I had no way of suppressing.
I looked down at Evergreen as I walked past her. Even she had fear in her eyes, something I could understand... but it still hurt, seeing her like that, fearful of me, one of her closest friends. Feeling slightly down I jumped right into the battlefield. Screams surrounded me, from foe and ally alike. Ignoring them I began ripping apart enemies, lifting them up above my head to consume them. It was the best meal I had in a long time. With every person I consumed I felt hungrier and hungrier.
"Leave her alone! She's on our side!" I heard the voice of Grand Sorcererss Elsa yell at some point.
When I turned my head I saw a few of the people that came from the fort, their spears pointed at me. All of them nodded and backed away from me. Just like with Evergreen, seeing something like that really hurt. But I couldn't spend too much time on this. There were still too many enemies, thousands of soldiers, two goliaths, that mammoth, many mages and, above all, that massive drake that stood in the back, not attacking... just looking at all of us with a menacing stare.
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As I charged through an ocean of enemies I spotted Altair, currently fighting against an angry mammoth and the woman that sat on top of it. In another part of the battlefield, I saw Commander Lestul fight against Demon Lord Barion, who was shooting spikes formed out of earth at our commander. I wanted to help, I really did but I had my own troubles. Both of the goliaths, their chains had broken a while ago, were running towards me, using their hands to accelerate, reminding me of the way some apes ran.
Both charged at me, drooling more than I was. I let out a roar to welcome them as I caught their fists, which proved to be a mistake. With enough force to harm the drake in the back of the underground temple, I flew through the air, not stopping until I hit the wall at the far end of the temple. I didn't feel it at all so there was at least that... but now I had to get back to the battlefield somehow and I could feel some heavy debris on my left leg. I was unable to move even a centimetre.
Shit...
With both hands, I grabbed the rock and crushed it apart. My leg hammered. I already dreaded what it would feel like once I turned back if I could feel it while my pain was mostly suppressed. After letting out another howl I charged back into battle, taking a glance at Elsa, who was firing off spells left and right.
On my way towards the two goliaths, I pummeled every enemy I could get my claws on into the ground, leaving behind nothing but a bloody mess on the ground. When I reached the two goliaths, who hadn't left the spot from where they had thrown me into the wall yet, I let out another howl, this time even louder than any before. When I glanced at them I saw that they were holding their ears shut. That was my chance. Before they could do anything I grabbed the one on the right by the head and threw that one into the other one. Both tumbled to the ground. I saw one of them opening its mouth and quickly howled, making both hold their ears shut once again.
I'm going to massacre you shits!
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8 231Carus - Libertas
participant in the Royal Road Writathon challenge and also having a go at NaNoWriMo this November. This was a first draft published as it was written for Nanowrimo November 2020. A little rough around the edges, I hope to come back and edit at some point, and then continue the story on. In the grand scheme of things Elias was nothing special. Which was why he was surprised by a random company on a new colony planet buying out his contract. That was the problem with the large companies that ruled the colonies, once they owned your contract, they owned you. Imagine the greater surprise when he learnt that the new company held the promise of freedom. Not from the constant battle against the Swarm that were also trying to claim the colony planets for their own. Nor from the Crust, the mysterious substance that covered the same planets and held the resources they all fought for. No, the freedom from being oppressed by those with more power and to finally decide where to go and where to set down roots and call home.
8 139One Death Forward, Ten Years Back
John has died many times before. Who hasn’t in this day and age? The average person could go online in seconds and die to their heart’s content. There were so many ways to experience it – death by fall, death by fire, death by the blade. But to die – to truly die – who can seriously say they died to a friend? Would one taste pain, futility, despair, but most of all, regret? After a life of success, but a life of loss, fate has given John another chance. Armed with knowledge of everything: of quests, of skills, of strategies, and yes, of the occasional game-breaking bugs, regret will be a thing of the past. To re-enter the game, to reach a peak he once could only dream of. Rise.
8 266Hugh Johnson and the Seven Evil Alts
[participant in the Royal Road Writathon challenge] Hugh Johnson was having a bad day. First there was the stupid long line to get into Comiket, then Truck-kun smashed him into paste, a lolii-goddess who punched him into another world, and finally, a wolf that decided to snack on him. And that was just the last 15 minutes. Now he needs to save Eternasy from the Seven Evil Alternate characters he created while playing Endless Fantasy before they destroy the world. Who knew that your actions in a game would have real-world consequences? Join Hugh as he takes on his first Evil Alt and journeys to the Lair of Daemon Wyrm. Hugh Johnson and the Seven Evil Alts will contain tropes familiar to readers of Japanese isekai light novels - a humorous progression fantasy with slice of life scenes, cute girls, burley men, dungeons, magic, and mayhem. Be warned that the MC is not a clueless weeb who has no idea how women or the world works. Expect this to read like hot garbage, and you will not be disappointed. I never expected to toss it into the Writeathon, but I have poor impulse control, so here we are.
8 186A Warrior's Love (BL)
"Your mind is dark, your eyes are dull, your life is bleaker than feces, and your heart is covered in ash." She removed one hand to keep her veils on her head as the topmost shawl slipped down her neck. She continued to speak, "Your blood is cold. If you remain this way, you will die before you can find your love." The Krasean lowered his veil, revealing his face to us. He tipped his head upward so I can see his honey coloured eyes that were duller than his peoples'. Black eyeliner outlined the rim of his eyes, drawing attention to his enchanting eyes. "Whoever your lover is, they are your other half. You will endure hardships and pain because of them. You will also make them feel the same." She looked conflicted like she did not know whether to tell me this was good or bad. "In their eyes, you are the evilest and the godliest. How contradicting this is!" "Did you slap me?" I held the helmet between the pit of my elbow and my waist. One hand slowly reached up to rub my numb cheek. It has been forever since someone last slapped me. Now, no one who knew my identity would dare to hit me directly. "The blood coursing through your veins, it's hot and dangerous. You cannot be tamed easily and this may be the cause of your downfall." A strange grimace graced her wrinkled face. I swear to the gods she is ageing each second! "I see your fall. Someone with too much power automatically becomes a threat. You're no longer seen as an ally, but a monster."
8 182Eternal Luck
I was betrayed. I started a massacre that spanned across the entire universe. At the edge of death, I battled the will of Anubis and his soul eater to escape the darkness. At the end of it all, I cast a forbidden spell in the field of eternity. A spell to communicate with my younger self. The young Ryatt Drakel grew up in a humble society, but I always had the desire to be powerful. The weak are bullied. The weak are oppressed. The weak are cursed and enslaved. To protect my friends, to protect my family, I wanted nothing more than to gain strength. But what happens when my greatest nemesis happens to be the man who helped to raise me? What happens when my true power and identity are beyond what this world can contain? If I don't make an effort to change things, she'll die in my arms once again. I'll never let that happen.
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