hammer horror dracula

Kyle broke free. Sadly, punching the leader of a gang of thugs had consequences, and the leader's cronies would beat Kyle to death. But so what?! He didn't regret punching this guy even once! However, a powerful Magic Lady saved Kyle and then did something strange. She offered him a job. Apparently, he would have to go to a different world, a brutal realm where strength was the only law, and become its Overseer. A world where one person could fight thousands of people. A world where gigantic beasts broke mountains. And Kyle? He was just some random guy. He couldn't break mountains. Hell, he could barely fight a single guy, but what was he supposed to do? Reject the offer and get killed? Whether he liked it or not, he had to grow stronger, and while the beginning was tough, he actually found something he really enjoyed. His gigantic hammer. It was exhilarating when beasts exploded into chunks of flesh whenever he struck them. He loved turning boulders into rubble. And soon, he would be known by the entire world. With his hammer in hand, Kyle would forge a path of destruction through beast hordes, arrogant nobles, and ancient gods who dare stand in his way. -- Hammer starts at chapter 36 2 chapters every day. Join my Discord: https://discord.gg/EfePH46Aru

[Horror Game Developer : My games really aren't that scary!] I hate horror. From the skittering sounds of footsteps racing behind me, to the soft yet unnervingly cold whispers curling around my ears... All of it. I hate it. So much so that I start puking whenever I reach a certain threshold. And yet, I am a Horror Game Developer. A crappy one at that. So, given my lack of ability, I decided to quit. And yet... [Congratulations, you've been selected for the Horror Game Developer System!] Nope, I don't want it. Let me quit. ※ Note : Your world might experience some changes. But don't worry! It's part of the game! *** This is a story about a game developer who hates horror, but has no choice but to develop games scary enough to traumatize people. You want to curse me for making you piss your pants? If that's the case, who do I curse? *** An SCP inspired story with its own twist! Discord : https://discord.gg/FK7ZQU3b9p

[Horror-Spieleentwickler: Meine Spiele sind wirklich nicht so gruselig!] Ich hasse Horror. Von den huschenden Geräuschen von Schritten, die hinter mir herjagen, bis zu den leisen, aber beunruhigend kalten Flüstern, die sich um meine Ohren winden... All das. Ich hasse es. So sehr, dass ich anfange zu kotzen, wenn ich eine bestimmte Schwelle erreiche. Und trotzdem bin ich ein Horror-Spieleentwickler. Ein miserabler noch dazu. Also habe ich beschlossen, aufzuhören, angesichts meiner mangelnden Fähigkeiten. Und doch... [Glückwunsch, Sie wurden für das Horror-Spielentwicklungssystem ausgewählt!] Nein, ich will es nicht. Lass mich aufhören. ※ Hinweis: Ihre Welt könnte einige Veränderungen erfahren. Aber keine Sorge! Es ist Teil des Spiels! *** Dies ist eine Geschichte über einen Spieleentwickler, der Horror hasst, aber keine andere Wahl hat, als Spiele zu entwickeln, die gruselig genug sind, um Menschen zu traumatisieren. Sie wollen mich verfluchen, weil ich Sie dazu gebracht habe, sich in die Hose zu machen? Wenn das der Fall ist, wen verfluche ich dann? *** Eine von SCP inspirierte Geschichte mit ihrer eigenen Wendung!

A sudden and unprecedented event occurred and took place on Earth. A fissure instantly appeared in the clear blue sky, revealing a void devoid of any light beyond, instantly covering the whole planet, leaving no Life, no Hell, and no Paradise behind... Hence the start of a new chaos and a great beginning of life devoid of any hope began. In this apocalypse and lawless world without any limits set upon its beings, a silent dark wisp took form. A wisp that was bound to become the Horror of All was born... "Wait… I’ve become a Ghost?!" _______________________________ Bonus Chapter; Power Stones, 200 PS = 1 Chapter 400 PS = 2 Chapters 600 PS = 3 Chapters ... Golden Ticket, 100 GT = 1 Chapter 200 GT = 2 Chapters 300 GT = 3 Chapters.

Standalone horror stories, approximately 500 to 1000 words per chapter, with each story fully independent of the others. If a character's name appears in multiple stories, it should not imply a connection between them unless explicitly noted otherwise.

Lothair is a serial killer who detest imperfection on human’s facial features, which resulted in him having a compulsory behavior of wanting to strip people’s faces. After he dies, he finds himself as Narcissus, a beautiful and adorable female NPC inside a state-of-the-art VRMMO world of the latest craze called Fallen Carcosa Online. But despite being a fantasy-filled game, the world feels strangely realistic. Too realistic, even. Game-like systems and magic exist but so do plagues, politics, economy, and the horror hidden in plain sight. When pried open, an actual human-like anatomy can be seen beyond the skin of the NPC’s face—with little to no censor. Everything feels too immersive. Except Narcissus, Lothair’s new identity. When Narcissus tried to scrape off the face of her new adorable body, she found an abyssal void with little to no end. This story marks the birth for the King in Yellow. - Warning, this story contain: Male-to-Female Genderbend, GL/Yuri, Occasional Futa MC, Yanderes, Harem, Self-Cest. - Follow the creative and attentive Narcissus, a nuanced former serial-killer who will gradually becomes stronger, experienced, maddening, horrifying, but also mature, wise, conflicted, and complex—in this near-endless journey. Where souls unsung and tears unshed. In the land of Lost Carcosa. - This story is going on an indefinite hiatus.

Everyone has their fates connected to their birthdays, they are likely to have psychic abilities specifically connected to ‘something’. Some can sense it while some cannot, depending on what they have committed in the past. Mystery, Death, Foolishness, and Greed are the things attracting the evil spirits to be around. Those who were born on Sunday… “Ward: Labor Tomb” If you see ‘the pregnant,’ please beware; they are there to take your head. Those who were born on Monday… “Mirror: Who’s the First to Die of Them All?” After midnight where mirrors are, ‘mysterious things’ will appear. Those who were born on Tuesday… “Haunted: Mystery of Plumeria House” Stay away from ‘bathrooms’, if you wish to stay alive. Those who were born on Wednesday… “Theater: Book Me a Death Ticket” When people born on this day go to a funeral, they tend to witness bad events. Those who were born on Thursday… “Stairs: 12 Steps...Ghost Staircase” At night, do not look at the stairs, or else something might be there. Those who were born on Friday… “Reality: Dare the Living, Discover the Dead” There is a game for the living, but noted that it might take their lives. Those who were born on Saturday… “Holy: Soul Sacrifice to Spirit’s House” The ancient saying goes: think before you speak, as something the eyes cannot see does not mean it is not real. Every inconsiderate action must be traded with the living, and only death is the answer! One question… What day were you born on…?

{WARNING:- MATURE CONTENT } "Maybe you could just do it for us. Go grab something and we'll wait here," the girl whose name I can't remember suggests. Sisterhood my ass. All I wanted to do was make friends and have fun. I wanted to feel like I was a part of something. Maybe even feel like I actually had a family. This was supposed to be a fun team-building exercise, but none of this is going how I hoped. Then again, has my life ever gone the way I thought it would? I should have known, but I didn't come this far just to quit. I feel a throb in my arm and look down to see a long gash there. "Gross." Kelly's face scrunches. "Aren't you a nursing student?" I remind her as she looks at my arm with disgust. Yeah, that's going to be a promising job for her.

Kyle brach aus. Leider hatte das Schlagen des Anführers einer Bande von Schlägern Konsequenzen, und die Kumpanen des Anführers würden Kyle zu Tode prügeln. Aber was soll's?! Er bereute es nicht einmal, diesen Kerl geschlagen zu haben! Jedoch rettete eine mächtige Magische Dame Kyle und tat dann etwas Seltsames. Sie bot ihm einen Job an. Anscheinend müsste er in eine andere Welt gehen, ein brutales Reich, in dem Stärke das einzige Gesetz war, und dessen Aufseher werden. Eine Welt, in der eine Person gegen Tausende kämpfen konnte. Eine Welt, in der gigantische Bestien Berge zerbrachen. Und Kyle? Er war nur irgendein Typ. Er konnte keine Berge zerbrechen. Verdammt, er konnte kaum gegen einen einzigen Kerl kämpfen, aber was sollte er tun? Das Angebot ablehnen und getötet werden? Ob er wollte oder nicht, er musste stärker werden, und während der Anfang schwer war, fand er tatsächlich etwas, das er wirklich genoss. Seinen gigantischen Hammer. Es war berauschend, wenn Bestien in Fleischbrocken explodierten, wann immer er zuschlug. Er liebte es, Felsbrocken in Schutt zu verwandeln. Und bald würde er von der ganzen Welt bekannt sein. Mit seinem Hammer in der Hand würde Kyle einen Pfad der Zerstörung durch Bestienherden, arrogante Adlige und uralte Götter bahnen, die es wagen, sich ihm in den Weg zu stellen.

A handsome dracula named Mikaelo, loves a woman named Agreyta, a beautiful Chinese and Dutch student living in Indonesia, will they unite, let's follow the story in each chapter. Original Author Febyola_Manoppo