《Therianthrope》The Beast
Advertisement
The beast ran through the dense moonlit underbrush with its eyes fixed on its prey. It was filled with an insatiable bloodlust, driven by a primal rage. It could only think to kill.
The beasts prey hurled various spell towards it. Fire balls, boulders and condensed torrents of air, all headed towards the beast. Acting on instinct alone it dodged all such attacks with ease.
"WHAT THE F*CK IS HE!" Rachael screamed in horror.
The beast had started to close in on a lanky brown haired boy who was lagging behind the others. The boy could feel the cold biting at his heels.
"STAY BACK!" he yelled while hurling yet another boulder at the boy turned beast.
The beast reflexively launched itself in an effort to evade, landing with both feet planted on the trunk of a tree. It then catapulted from its new position in an instant, landing atop the brown haired boy.
"JEREMY! NO!" Rachael yelled. Knowing she was powerless to help the boy due to her lack of offensive spells. She called out to her friends, "Guys we need to help him!".
"It's too late, it already has him. Did you not see how easily he broke through your trap spell? He's dodging everything we throw at him Rachael! We can't beat him." Edwin responded.
"AHHHHH!" Seconds later a blood curdling scream echoed out.
The beast could be seen bearing down on Jeremy's neck. The boy swung at the beasts sides to no effect. Tears streaming down his cheeks, it was too late for him, the monster then ripped his throat out with a single bite.
"My god we're gonna die! He's a monster!" Edwin thought as the panic started to truly set in. The boy channeled more of his mana to his legs, breaking ahead of his fellow apprentices leaving them behind.
The other apprentices tried with all their might to catch up to Edwin but it was pointless. They were all below him in rank, they couldn't hope to match his speed.
Advertisement
The beast, still atop Jeremy's lifeless corpse saw his prey escaping and once again gave chase. With the beasts superb vision it was an easy feat catching up with his prey in the dark of night.
One by one the screams of the apprentice's rung out into the night. Before long Edwin heard a fourth, high pitch scream pierce his eardrums, . "Rachael, he got Rachael too. He got them all! I have to get out of here, I have to survive. I'll have his head, I swear it on the name of house Andris," the boy proclaimed.
Edwin ran will all his might, checking behind him frequently with extreme concern. Every now and then the boy would hear the cracking of branches, letting him know that the beast wasn't going to give up so easily.
"Aaa-ooooo!" the beasts howl echoed and an icy mist permeated Edwin's surroundings.
He had hoped that being a high D-Rank bordering on breaking through into C-Rank would provide him with a speed advantage over his enemy. He was sorely mistaken.
The beast landed atop a boulder directly in Edwin's path, it shone a devilish grin on its face. In a split-second it leaped at the mage.
"Sh*t!"
Edwin raised his right arm guarding against the beast, the beast in turn latched its maw onto the boy and perforated his forearm. Frost started to glaze the boys arm as the beasts canines dug deeper. The boy gritted his teeth as he started to cast a spell, within seconds a fiery orb filled the boys palm and was unleashed.
*BAM* *yelp*
The beast was sent flying, crashing into a tree and falling to the ground. The beast stood with a searing wound on it's chest that was healing rapidly. Slowly the burnt skin transitioned from being red and torn back into the pale white it once was.
"I have to buy myself some more time, my father must have sensed the mana-cores of the others being snuffed out. He must of! He must come! Otherwise I'm done for!"
Advertisement
The boy then channeled as much mana as he could afford to lose around his body, preparing for an all out sprint. The beast followed readying itself for a secondary strike.
The boy once again summoned his elemental, his last resort, using all his remaining mana in the process.
"Come forth, Sitka!"
The craggy bear-like beast rose from the earth once more. The beast wasn't particularly strong offensively but as with all earth elementals it had exceptional defences.
The elemental let out a roar and the beast followed with a howl, the two then met with a clash. The beast held the elemental by its two leading paws. It seemed to be at an advantage against Sitka and had started to push him back.
While this took place, Edwin stood holding his now limp arm and started to run. He had no time to waste, he needed to place as much distance between himself and the beast as he could, the boy knew it was only a matter of time before Sitka fell.
A few minutes past as the two fought, Sitka stood with pieces of his rocky form missing. With every blow from the beast, Sitka's body was suffering.
The elemental, determined to win, prepared for another charge against the beast. Suddenly Sitka was hit with a devastating blow to his chest that toppled the poor elemental. The beast then stood atop the rocky mass, took hold of one of it's legs and tore it away. It continued with Sitka's other legs before reaching the elementals head and lifting it's heel with intent to strike.
With a hard thud Sitka's head was turned into nothing but rubble, the beast then dropped the elementals leg that it had in hand and prepared to give chase. Then suddenly the beasts nose twinged at a strong head-ache inducing scent of mana. An entity much stronger than itself was approaching at speed.
The beast's mind that had been filled with only bloodlust prior gained clarity, its instincts were telling it to run. It knew it wouldn't survive the coming fight if it stayed.
As if to verify the beasts instincts, a series of words splayed out in front of its eyes.
[PARTIAL TRANSFORMATION HAS TWO MINUTES REMAINING]
The beast begrudgingly turned from its preys path and set off.
--------------
*Wheeze*
Edwin stood with one arm resting atop his knee and the other limp to his side. He couldn't continue any further, he was utterly exhausted and then suddenly hope chimed in.
"There you are my boy!"
A voice emerged from the trees.
Seconds later a large man levitated out of the trees and into Edwin's sight.
"FATHER!" The boy screamed in relief.
The boy ran to his father, who in turn took the boy into his arms.
As the Duke embraced his son he felt something wet and warm graze his skin. He looked down towards where he had felt the sensation only to see his sons arm was completely mangled and covered in what looked to be frostbitten flesh.
"What happened you my dear boy, who did this?"
"One of the slaves father, he...he turned into some kind of beast and attacked us. The others they-they're all dead."
"That rotten slave bastard, I'll have his head!"
The duke then thrust his hand into the air and called for his elemental.
"Come to me, Cere"
In an instant a whirlwind formed and took shape into that of an opaque owl with a wingspan of at least six metres, the creature could have been mistaken for a ghost.
"Take my son to the others, he needs immediate attention. I have a rat to catch."
Cere then gently grasped the boy in its talons and took flight. Leaving rustling trees in its wake.
"Invoco ventum, dirigite me!" The duke chanted.
In an instant a gust of wind pushed through the foliage of the trees in front of him, beckoning him to follow.
Advertisement
- In Serial61 Chapters
Dear Spellbook (Link to rewrite in blurb)
A rewrite of this story has been posted here: https://www.royalroad.com/fiction/49881/dear-spellbook-a-fantasy-time-loop-rewrite Live. Study. Repeat. Tal is a sorcerer in a world where they are killed on sight, traveling with a man charged with carrying out the task. Every night Tal must pretend to study his spellbook to maintain his disguise as a Wizard’s Apprentice. If his disguise slips and his charade is uncovered, it will be his death. Seeking answers to mysteries that arose after his parent’s murder, Tal must accept any allies, no matter the risks, to uncover his family’s secret. But when he wakes up one morning to find himself trapped repeating the same day, he has to overcome his challenges all on his own. This story is an adaptation of a D&D campaign I ran but never was able to complete. I tried to capture the feel of a table-top RPG session —tropes and humor— without relying on the mechanics. This is not a litRPG or gamelit story and no D&D mechanics or system appear in the game. It follows one member of an adventuring party as he deals with the problems with that arise from being an adventurer. Namely, getting roped into adventures. The story has a time loop element, but will eventually move past that. This story explores the magic systems, the history, and the lore of the world through the lens of Tal's entries in his Spellbook and interludes from other written works in the world. New entries on Mondays Credit to JackOfHearts for the cover.
8 185 - In Serial46 Chapters
Blood Emperor
Blood Emperor Eztli has reigned over the world for the past two thousand years. Unfortunately, he has reached the end of his life. His body has long since withered, qi barely usable and his Life Force a delicate strand. He, however, dedicated his life researching a way to create an immortal body--so he could reign eternally--and succeeded. Defenseless as he transfers his soul into the immortal body, he is betrayed. He awakes only to find himself trapped in the body of a rabbit, his strength gone and staring at a boy eager to bind him.
8 268 - In Serial8 Chapters
Soul Split
Due to a crazy experiment, Tom got sucked through a malfunctioning portal into the unknown. Upon waking, he realized his soul survived and was rebirthed in a new world. But due to the stress of transfer, the soul split into two and passed through the reincarnation cycle as two separate beings. Even as the united two had fully reawakened to their other selves, the future looks grim. Armed with a withering lineage, a broken wing and the knowledge of an aspiring engineer, they set out to explore the world, one crazy technological advancement at a time.
8 213 - In Serial89 Chapters
Why I am me
You may know me as the worst tyrant in history, as the enemy of all life, as a mistake or maybe the greatest leader of all time. Maybe you even know my real name. Petrió Mill. Most likely you know what I did, but not why. I'm going to give you the full story on how I became hated by almost everyone, from the start of my life all the way here. To my message for everyone. To the end of my reign. To... my death.
8 160 - In Serial8 Chapters
T Virus System
I currently recieve a big system after drinking a wierd looking water. I can level up with this system. the only issue i see with it is that i am a virus. my main goal is to infect people and destroy them
8 80 - In Serial15 Chapters
Therapy with Villains
Izuku Midoriya, class 1-A's innocent cinnamon roll, the class therapist, always happy, always willing to risk his life for those in need. Right? No, the bright smiles and loud laughs are a cry for help. Stuck in his mind dealing with the past that no one knows about. Not even Nezu, always being the "good boy" and "Always happy cinnamon roll" so his mother will never be called. Alone by himself paying rent, groceries and taking care of him self by being an unknown artist on YouTube, ZuzuBunny. No one knows who he is, never been able to see his face behind the mask. His music tells his story and how he feels. What happens when the class, minus Bakugo and Todoroki, go to the mall and leaves Izuku behind? What happens when a group of people see him without his smile and realize he's been faking all along? Read to find out⚠️ WARNINGS⚠️Mentions of:Child abuseMurderRapeCuttingDepression Anxiety It's pretty fucked up. But there's cute parts Ship: DabiDeku
8 146

