Monster types:

Beast types=Monsters who are similar to normal animals but possess superhuman characteristics (for example a giant bear would be a beast type monster)

Humanoid types: Monsters who possess humanlike features and intelligence (for example monsters like orcs and goblins would fall in this category)

Insect types: Monsters who possess insect like features (monsters like giant ants would fall into this category)

Astral types: Monsters who possess ghost like features (monsters like wraiths and ghosts fall into this category)

Undead types: Monsters who possess zombie like or undead features (monsters like zombies and vampires fall into this category)

Golem types: Monsters made of magic infused materials like rocks and metals (monsters like golems or possessed statues fall into this category)

Elemental types: Monsters whose bodies are made of elements (Monsters like fire spirits fall into this category)

Aqua Types: Monsters who are similar to normal aquatic creatures but possess superhuman characteristics (For example krakens and giant sharks would be a aqua type monster)

Plant Types: Monsters who are similar to plants but are mutated or have superhuman characters (For example mutated or giant plants)

Demon types: Monsters born in the dimension of hell demon type monsters could possess the characteristics of all the previous types but the major difference is that demon types are not born in this world and are either summoned or travel to our dimension and tend to be stronger than monsters from our world

Prologue: The Great Holy War

The world of Elysium is a world of legends and magic. A world where swords and the arcane collide is a world full of magical creatures and beasts like dragons and elves and on paper living in a world like this would seem like a dream for fantasy fans. But if you’ve read lord of the rings or literally any fantasy story where there’s conflict on a global scale you know that this could SUCK because in reality it is far from sunshine and rainbows. 

In reality Elysium used to be nothing but an abandoned husk of a world. Completely void of life the world of Elysium was on the brink of destruction as the planet slowly crumbled and decayed.

But that was before “they” appeared. The gods of the universe nicknamed the titans saw potential in this husk of a planet and decided to use their powers over life to not only bring life to the planet in the form of oceans, forests and jungles. But they also created countless species to roam the earth.

And as new life entered the world Elysium was also blessed with the same powerful and mystical energy known as Arcane energy or mana which was the same energy the titans wielded. Arcane energy granted those who can wield it superhuman and magical abilities and shortly after the birth of Arcane energy new gods begun to appear and influence the species of Elysium

Many species came into existence but there were multiple more intelligent species that were favored by these new gods that came into existence shortly after the birth of new life.

The elves were blessed by the elegant and powerful gods of Elysium led by the phoenix god of power phenix and his children. Though few in number this beautiful and powerful species of creatures were blessed with immortality and a talent for the Arcane arts.

Durin the father of all dwarves and the first dwarven god blessed with the power of creation created a species of strong and stubborn species known as the dwarves and blessed them with a mastery over fire forging enchantments and craftsmanship and possessed a legendary knowledge over runes.

And then there were the humans. Unlike other species they were not strong individually but made up for it with their large numbers and while they did not possess the blessings of the gods they were blessed with the gift of knowledge and evolution. While other species were discovering fire humans were mastering the use of gunpowder. And instead of focusing on mastering the arcane like the elves or enchantments like the dwarves humanity focused on evolving their technology along with their allies the gnomes.

For centuries these three species ruled most of the world in relative harmony. The elves split off into different clans each one worshiping a different god of their pantheon and rarely made contact with other species and instead stayed inside of their various territories. 

The dwarves hid in the mountains making legendary fortresses as they mined for rare metals. But they still decided to keep on trading with other species with their legendary weapons being in high demand.

Meanwhile the humans desperately tried to expand their lands. Some humans separated from the rest and went off to make their own kingdoms while others formed alliances. But others decided they wanted to rule over all of mankind and formed war tribes.

But wherever there is light there is always darkness. In the world of Elysium there is a realm known as Helheim and this realm is home to a species of monsters known as the demon race. For centuries the people of Elysium did everything in their power to avoid Helheim and its inhabitants. But the entities who live in Helheim specialized in the art of corruption.

And unlike the dwarves and elves who were blessed with a resistance to the corruption of Helheim by their gods, the godless humans were not resistant to this corruption.

Before long cults began to appear all over the world as corrupted humans worshiped the various chaos gods that lived in Helheim in exchange for power. Eventually a man by the name of Zethir the most powerful worshiper of the demon gods was blessed with unholy and godlike strength by the chaos gods granting him enough strength to tear open a rift between Elysium and Helheim.

This was the beginning of the great holy war.   

Demons and monsters of indescribable terror poured into the world of Elysium bringing plagues and death into the world of Elysium with Zethir earning the title of warlord of chaos as he led armies of demons into Elysium intending to destroy all of Elysium. Along with this new army of demons many species reared their ugly heads and joined their invasion on Elysium wanting nothing more then too once again turn Elysium into a barren wasteland.  

The powerful and violent orcs tore the world as they went on violent crusades slaughtering everything in their path for their violent gods. Along with their allies which consisted of ogres, trolls, giants and goblins who just wanted the loot and food that came with the fighting.

The vampires appeared from the shadows with their legions of ghouls, undead wraiths and other abominations against nature who saw this as an opportunity to get as much blood as they could. Entire kingdoms worth of people were turned into nothing but livestock and all the vampires had to do was join forces with Zethir’s army. 

Zethir even went so far as to hire and recruit soldiers from cults and warrior tribes from the warrior tribes of the north and beastmen tribes from the south corrupting them with the influence of chaos.

It wasn’t long before the forces of chaos came knocking on the doors of kingdoms all over bringing death and destruction in their wake. The kingdoms of man, the dwarven empire and the elven clans and kingdoms fought back with all of their might but it was not enough.

Alone each kingdom was powerful, the dwarves possessing unbreakable defenses and fortresses with their legendary weapons. The kingdoms of man fought with powerful war machines and disciplined infantry. And the elves fought with the various skills obtained by the multiple elven clans and kingdoms.

But it was not enough to stop the neverending horde of chaos. Alone the three races were not strong enough to fight off the united forces of chaos and even though they fought with incredible ferocity for three hundred years chaos slowly gained more and more ground as the world of Elysium slowly crumbled. Seas boiled mountains shook and crumbled entire empires fell and plagues filled the world humanity dwarves and elves were threatened with extinction.

But that all changed when “they” appeared.

A human child surrounded by a divine light was born during this time and after many people sacrificed their lives to protect the child the child grew at an incredibly fast rate. In the span of eight months the child grew up into a man of godlike power. They were known as Chronos the god of mankind

Despite being a human there was not a species alive that could rival this man. They had herculean strength that surpassed a giants he had a near infinite knowledge over all subjects including science and the arcane including forbidden knowledge about the arcane that has been lost through time that not even the most ancient elves knew about. He also advanced medicine by hundreds of years with the divine light that covered his body being enough to heal any wound or sickness. But not only was his mind incredible but his martial prowess was unrivaled. There wasn’t a man alive who could match his skill with the blade or his martial arts. Some people believed he had been a blessing made by the gods themselves to assist humanity in this dark period of time.

Chronos truly loved all life, especially humanity and even though they were technically only a few months old they already harbored a hatred for chaos and the demon race. But he was also smart enough to know he alone wasn’t enough to win this war even with his godlike strength so he first united the kingdoms of man under his rule and with his influence he formed an alliance with the elves and dwarves forming  an alliance known as the order of light.

Under Chronos’s command the order of light fought the armies of chaos with a new level of strength and slowly but surely they began pushing the forces of Chaos back. But 80 years into this battle Chronos began to realize that despite all of his strength he did not possess the same level of immortality the elves possessed. Chronos worried that he might die and leave humanity exposed he decided to have children in the hopes they would inherit his godlike abilities that way if he were to ever die they could take his place as leaders of humanity. So he married five women hoping that having different mothers would affect the abilities of his kids.

After each of his wives gave birth to a son Chronos was delighted to see that each one of his kids inherited some of his divine power and as they grew up they became masters of their craft.

His oldest son Aegis inherited his talent for the arcane, and possessed an innate mastery of magic. He could harness the elemental forces with ease, conjuring flames, manipulating the winds, and bending the very fabric of reality to his will. Aegis became a respected and wise mage, revered by both mortals and elves for his profound knowledge and control over the arcane arts second only to his father when it came to the arcane becoming the first wizard king in history.

His second son Arion inherited his fathers physical ability and martial prowess and had a deep affinity for martial prowess. His body moved with grace and precision, and his combat skills were unmatched. Arion trained tirelessly, honing his skills in various martial arts, swordplay, and archery. He became a legendary warrior, renowned for his unmatched speed, strength, and strategic brilliance on the battlefield.

His third son Orion Inherited his knowledge and mental strength and possessed an unparalleled intellect and a natural talent for invention. He spent his days tinkering with mechanisms and contraptions, pushing the boundaries of technology. Orion's inventions ranged from ingenious clockwork automatons to complex machinery powered by magical energies. His creations not only improved the lives of the people but also helped defend the realm from various threats.

His fourth son Thanatos inherited his fathers ruthlessness and cunning and embraced the shadows and became a master of stealth and subterfuge. He moved like a phantom, undetectable to the senses of both mortal and divine. Thanatos's skill in assassination and infiltration was unmatched, making him his fathers ultimate weapon in times of political intrigue and covert operations.

But his fifth and youngest son Lucius was an anomaly even among his powerful brothers because If his siblings inherited there fathers “good” traits then Lucius inherited his fathers wrath. Unlike the rest of his brothers who had half of his fathers blood flowing through them Lucius’s blood was the most pure and as a result was the most like his father. He inherited the combined traits of his older brothers blending the arts of magic, martial combat, invention, and stealth within him. Lucius had an innate understanding of each discipline, effortlessly transitioning between casting powerful spells, engaging in combat with masterful finesse, and utilizing innovative gadgets. But unlike his brothers who looked and acted human Lucius was more beast then he was man.

If his brothers were demi-gods then Lucius was more a demon on the battlefield. Because unlike the rest of his brothers Lucius was at birth mutated something that was thought impossible because of his fathers pure godlike blood that was inside of his body. Lucius was born with long and sharp fangs for teeth like that of a beast perfect for biting an orcs face off. His eyes were sharp and abnormal looking like that of a lion granting him incredible night vision and his fingers and nails were long and sharp like that of a dragons claw perfect for tearing out a man's flesh. And his skin was a stonelike gray color and was naturally tough as diamonds. As a result he was feared and looked at suspiciously by everyone but his father and brothers.

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This was because during the great holy war those corrupted by chaos the demon race were cursed with horrible mutations and as a result were feared by those around them. As a result the young Lucius was convinced he was a monster who shouldn’t have been born. But he did not simply give up because unlike his brothers not only was he blessed with a talent with all forms of combat and the arcane he inherited his fathers love for humanity but also his godly rage towards the demon race and forces of chaos.

He decided that if he was going to be a monster he would be a monster that fought for humanity.

So when he and his brothers grew up and joined his father in the war effort he became known as a literal war god of violence. While his brothers were incredibly impressive they paled in comparison to the countless legends that Lucius sparked.

He became known as the man who walked through a dragons flames and beat it to death with one hand.

The man who made an entire orc army that numbered in the millions run away from him in fear with a shout that shook the earth.

The man who demolished over 1'000 demonic fortresses and liberated countless cities in only a week with only 10’000 men under his command.

These are only a handful of the thousands of legends Lucius sparked, some of them even surpassing the feats of his father with his raw violence and strength. He became known as a war hero, a man who acted as an angel to his men and others off of the battlefield but became the personification of violence during battle. He became known as the sentinel, a pillar of hope who watched over humanity along with his father. His mutations once a curse that he hated became traits he became proud of and his trademark.

Demons straight from hell would piss themselves and run in fear at the mere thought of his beastly eyes.

His fangs became legendary surpassing that of any beast after he bit off a golem's head that was made of the legendary mithril metal.

His claws were said to be the strongest weapon of humanity as they were the same claws he used to tear apart an ogre warlord at the young age of 17.

And his incredibly tough skin was said to be indestructible and was apparently so strong that apparently he never got scarred by an opponent during a battle.

So along with his sons Chronos launched one last assault at the forces of chaos as they attacked the heart of Helheim and during the final battle Chronos fought the warlord of chaos and champion of the demon gods Zethir in a legendary battle that shook both Elysium and Helheim. During this fight Zethir fatally wounded Chronos with a death dealing blow to the heart but this gave Chronos enough of an opening to use up the last of his divine power to atomize Zethir killing the warlord of chaos once and for all. Even though his sons were saddened after seeing their fathers death they entered fits of demonic rage so under Lucius’s command he called upon 100'000 of his most trusted men and charged into Helheim itself along with his brothers. There they found the same key Zethir used to make a rift to Helheim centuries ago which Aegis used to close the connection between Elysium and Helheim once and for all.

With the demon race fought off once and for all the great holy war ended with the order light coming out victorious. But while the rest of the world licked their wounds and began recovering from the remnants of the war the war Lucius waged on monsterkind was far from over.

With his legions of followers including the same 100'000 men who went into Helheim with him Lucius blessed those 100'000 soldiers with divine strength and called them his celestial guard and with his celestial guard he began his last crusade.

For the next century Lucius traveled the world slaughtering any monster or creature he came across that could threaten humanity. And if he thought a creature might be useful in his crusade he tamed them and forced them to submit even if they were legendary beasts thought to be impossible to tame like the legendary dragon or the mythical phoenix.  

And as time passed and Lucius got older he and his brothers began to have kids of their own. While his brothers kids lived lives of luxury the children of demi-gods would be expected to live Lucius’s children all became legendary warriors and monster hunters and joined their fathers crusade regardless of gender. Lucius’s children and descendants became known as the Sentinels a legendary race of nomadic warrior people born and raised in the toughest environments each one a one man army who traveled the land looking for a new beast to fight and just like Lucius were known as protectors of humanity protecting those who could not protect themselves.

And even though these sentinels inherited the same mutations Lucius had they did not believe there were marks of shame like Lucius thought. Instead they took pride in their bloodline and gifts and were an extremely proud race of people who were beyond humans in every aspect who would rather die than submit to anyone. Even after Lucius died of old age, unlike the rest of humanity they did not worship or pray to any gods just like their ancestor Lucius.

You may be asking yourself “why would they not be religious in any way shape or form after all they are descendants of a literal demi-god who was the son of a god.” Well the reason is simple.

Many years ago when Lucius was asked by one of his men why he didn’t refer to his father as a god unlike his brothers this is what he said.

“In every religion the followers have to pray and hope to their gods for something good to happen even though they’ve never met their so-called gods in person. I’ve never once referred to my father as a god and so many good things have happened to me. And that wasn’t because I picked up a book and begged for it every good thing that’s ever happened to me was because of my own efforts and hard work. Besides, even if there is a god the day someone catches me on my knees and begging someone for help, I want that person to either put a bullet through my skull or slice my stomach open so that I could die with some dignity. A warrior does not beg if we want something we either earn it or fight for it even if we have to tell the gods to screw off”

Because of the Sentinels' prideful nature many people have tried to dominate them but all have failed. Entire empires and their militaries have fallen after a few small skirmishes with these legendary warriors. This was the Sentinels way of telling the world that even though they are on humanities side they will not take any disrespect and will gladly defend themselves.

Eventually the Sentinels calmed down their century-long crusade and their members decided to settle down in the north. Despite the dangerous and harsh conditions of these lands that would be impossible to survive in for most humans it was the perfect location for these warrior people to settle in and for the next 500’000 years these men and women were known as legendary heroes and demon hunters who always stood at the ready, always prepared to challenge any threat to humanity. 

But that was before “it” happened.

On the day of an eclipse is a day that is usually an exciting event as it is a rare event that only happens once a century and is considered a day of good luck because it was during one of these eclipses Chronos the hero of humanity was born. But it was during one of these days that a struck the world.

Almost like the forces of Chaos wanted to get revenge for the actions of their ancestor Lucius, a person of unknown origin presumed to be one of the last remaining cultists of chaos left alive opened a rift to Helheim over the Sentinel’s family manor. This rift could’ve potentially started another great holy war so the Sentinels were quick to respond.

Even though they only numbered a little over 100'000 and were fighting an army of demons that potentially numbered in the millions the sentinels put up an incredible defense each one being able to kill hundreds of thousands of demons. But as mighty as the sentinels are they were unable to fully hold back the demons as many demons tried to run off to cause chaos but many sentinels sacrificed their lives to prevent this. In one last attempt to end this battle the remaining sentinels charged right into the rift and were able to close the rift before another army of demons could enter Elysium.

By the time reinforcements from surrounding kingdoms arrived to help all they found was an empty village completely void of life. There was nothing humanity could do but mourn the loss of these brave men women and children who sacrificed their lives just so the rest of the world wouldn’t have to go through another horrific war. The elves regardless of what clan they were from prayed to their many gods for the sentinels to safely enter the afterlife while the dwarves and humans made many memorials for these heroes. Compared to the rest of humanity the sentinels were beyond human. While they weren’t perfect they showed the world the best qualities of humanity, a species once thought to be nothing more than a weak species.     

12 Years After The Massacre Of The Sentinels 

“FUCK FUCK FUCK!.” In a village located somewhere in the north of an Elysian kingdom, one of the capital kingdoms, the panicked and frantic shouting of a man could be heard echoing through the village. The source of the shouting finally revealed itself as a humanoid wolf-like creature the size of a literal polar bear that was covered in bloody gray fur crashed through the walls of one of the village's tavern. Based on the bits of torn clothes that were still attached to the beast's body and the fact it was standing on its hind legs and had a humanoid body this was clearly a VERY pissed werewolf.

However what was strange was the fact there was a literal man clad in armor attempting to cling onto the werewolves back while letting out panicked yelps and curses as the werewolf repeatedly reached towards its back trying to smack him off its back.

“OI DON’T YOU KNOW IT'S VERY INCONVENIENT FOR ME TO FIGHT GIANT WEREWOLVES LIKE YOU WITHOUT THE PROPER WEAPONS ESPECIALLY WHEN THERE ARE A BUNCH OF YOU THROUGHOUT THE TOWN?!. THE QUEST SAID VAMPIRES SO I PACKED FOR VAMPIRES NOT WEREWOLVES SO CAN YOU STOP TRYING TO KILL ME FOR LIKE FIVE MINUTES LET ME FIND A PROPER WEAPON THEN WE CAN GO BACK TO FIGHTING?!.” The armored man said in an annoyed/panicked tone of voice not exactly being professional as he clung onto the werewolves back by wrapping one arm around there neck while repeatedly swinging his other arm downwards on its head like a hammer but each strike literally made a BONK BONK  BONK BONK noise as his armored fist hit the werewolves head which only seemed to annoy it instead of hurting it.

Sadly for the armored man the werewolf wasn’t willing to take a five minute timeout as it reached for its back digging its claws into the man's side causing them to let out a pained yelp as they were abruptly torn away from the werewolves back.

“WAIT LET ME TELL YOU SOMETHING LET ME TELL YOU SOMETHI-” The armored man begun to say in a panicked tone of voice but let out another panicked yelp as there werewolf violently swung its body forward literally throwing the man across the street like a dog tossing away a chew toy. The armored man let out another pained yelp as it crashed through the glass display of a shop that happened to be on the other side of the street where he was tossed causing him to fall on his back as he went through multiple store shelves that happened to be in his way.

“Christ that’s gonna cramp for like a week…..Good job Jason you decide to stop in a motel and it ends up getting attacked by a bloody hive of werewolves or some shit. I don’t even know if werewolves even have hives but that’s besides the point. Now here you are talking to yourself in a store because you decided to be a hero and fight the damn things instead of evacuating with the villagers like a normal person. I'm not getting paid enough for this shit and I don’t even have a proper weapo-'' The armored man named Jason muttered to himself in an annoyed tone of voice as he stood up wiping bits of dust and broken glass and wood off his now bloody armor. But in mid rant he froze as he examined his surroundings and saw that the surrounding walls and shelves of the shop had an abnormal amount of weapons and armor pieces on display almost like…..

“Huh….Of all the places that mutt could have thrown me it was into a weapons shop. Y’know what even if this is a crappy situation to be in I’m going to take this rare win.” Jason said after a moment of silence letting out a small “Huh” noise deciding to just go with the flow as he massaged his broad shoulders. He then walked towards the front counter of the shop acting as though he wasn’t literally chucked through the shop's window as he pressed the small rusty bell laid on the counter that made a small Ding noise.

“Hello?....Anyone here? I’d like some customer service please….If you don’t come out I’m going to start stealing shit so you better give me some customer service.” Jason said after a few moments deciding to not care about whether or not he was rude or polite to whatever employee may be in the building as he looked around for a few moments. He let out a small scoff when he saw no one was nearby so he looked over the counter for a moment and saw a middle aged man with a large gray beard curled up under the counter trying to pull off the “If I can't see them they can't see me strategy”.

“Oh so it's going to be like that eh?” Jason thought to himself as a small frown formed behind his helmet visor.

DING DING DING DING DING DING

“HELLO ANYONE HERE I WOULD LIKE SOME CUSTOMER SERVICE!.” Jason said dramatically as loud as he could at the moment as he repeatedly rang the small service bell on the counter. Consequences be damned Jason didn’t care if the werewolves outside heard him still alive he didn’t like being ignored.

“S-SSSSHHHH shut the hell up are you trying to get me killed?!” After a few moments of this small tantrum Jason finally heard the man under the counter curse at him as they poked their head out from under the counter and covered the service bell with their hand to prevent Jason from ringing it. They weren’t as amused as Jason was clearly but hey maybe he didn’t have a sense of humor.

“Oh hey Mr employee of the month sorry for troubling you but do you sell any magic weapons here?” Jason said in a rushed and blunt tone of voice not even going to apologize for his behavior as he had more important things to worry about then his manners.

“.....Y-You do know we're being attacked by werewolves right?. The only reason I’m still here is because I couldn’t evacuate fast enough before my shop was surrounded.” The cashier or employee, whatever you wanna call him, his name was probably Bob or something said with a “wtf” look on his face not expecting Jason to just.....Walk into his shop and act like a customer during a literal werewolf attack.

“I didn’t ask if you knew werewolves were attacking, I asked if this place had any magic weapons.” Jason said in the same blunt tone not even going to explain his strange behavior more focused on the weapons in the weapons shop.

“.....No….No we don’t” The cashier said after a few moments of awkward silence deciding not to question it just wanting to get this guy out of his shop before he got him eaten by the werewolves outside.

“Damn. Do you have at least silver weapons?” Jason said letting out an annoyed scoff as he heard the cashier's answer.

“No, we only have steel weapons.” The cashier quickly said still just wanting to get Jason out of his shop as quickly as possible.

“Ok I forgot this place is out in the middle of nowhere. That's fine I just have to get creative….Do you have silver coins and a sock?.” Jason said after thinking for a moment before he abruptly motioned to the register on the counter.

“.....Wut?” The cashier said after a moment of silence with a deadpan “wtf” look on his face not expecting that question AT ALL.

“ANSWER THE QUESTION your survival depends on whether or not you have a sock and silver coins!.” Jason exclaimed, not even going to explain or justify his actions.

“I mean yeah I do but how are those things going to help in a WEREWOLF attack?.” The man exclaimed in a flabbergasted tone of voice now VERY confused when he realized Jason was being serious.

“....You wanna see?” Was all Jason said after a moment of silence.

5 minutes later  

“RAAAAAGGGGHHH!.” The same werewolf from before let out a bloodthirsty roar as they grabbed some unlucky villager who let out panicked and terrified shouts by the arm and lifted them up like a ragdoll already opening their large maw moments away from ripping the man's head off. That was before it suddenly felt something hard and heavy smack them in the back of the head which caused them to accidentally let the villager go as it fell to its knees clutching its forehead already feeling some blood leak from the back of their head.

“OH IT SEEMS LIKE YOUR A LOT MORE DURABLE THAN THE AVERAGE HUMAN I THOUGHT YOU’D HAVE DIED AFTER I THREW YOU WITH THAT MUCH FORCE!. I RESPECT THAT I ENJOY FIGHTING STRONG PREY AND IT SEEMS LIKE YOU GOT YOURSELF A WEAPON NOW WE CAN HAVE A PROPER FIGH-What the hell is that?” The werewolf spoke in a booming beastly voice filled with excitement as they turned around to face Jason expecting to see the man wielding some glorious sword or battle ax to fight him in glorious melee combat. Instead he saw the armored maniac holding a dirty sock filled to the brim with coins in a makeshift flail and in their other hand they had a worn out metallic shield strapped to their forearm which he got after “borrowing” it from the weapons shop earlier.

“PARRY THIS YOU FILTHY CASUAL!.” Was all Jason said already swinging the sock backwards and swinging it downwards slamming it into the werewolves snout causing them to stumble a few steps back clutching there now bloody snout as a small growl leaked out of its mouth.

“D-DID YOU REALLY FILL A SOCK WITH SILVER COINS THAT YOU COULD HIT ME WITH?!. THAT HAS TO BE THE DUMBEST WAY I’VE SEEN A HUMAN TRY TO EXPLOIT OUR WEAKNESS TO SILVER!.” The werewolf exclaimed in a pissed and flabbergasted tone of voice but Jason seemed to be seeing this through as he was already jumping towards the werewolf like a bat out of hell his trusty sock flail raised above his head.

“DO I LOOK LIKE I GIVE A DAMN?!. NOW PREPARE BECAUSE NOW YOU FIGHT A SLEEP DEPRIVED SLIGHTLY AUTISTIC MAN RUNNING OFF OF SHEER ADRENALINE ANGER AND PETTINESS SINCE I HAVEN’T HAD CAFFEINE OR ALCOHOL IN THE LAST FIVE MINUTES. I HAVE MINOR NARCOLEPSY AND NOW I’M PISSED AND WANT TO KILL YOU WANNABE FURRIES!.” Was all Jason said before he swung the sock flail down at the werewolves skull with the wrath of a unhinged autistic man after you talk bad about their newest obsession.

This was the last thing the werewolf heard before its head was split open by the sock flail that was surprisingly effective regardless of how dumb its creation was.