Humans have DETERMINATION in spades, monsters have magic... what about werewolves? What happens when a human contracts lycanthropy? Are they the key to turning DETERMINATION into magic, or vice versa? -- RecklessPrudence
[AN: Welp. Definitely not earning anything from this year's anthology]
Legends tell of a Monster with a Human SOUL. By the light of the full moon, the Human body transforms into that of a Monster, but there are terrible differences... this new Monster has no magic, and still harbours hatred and violence in their all-too-Human heart. All Monsterkind must be wary of these creatures... and of course they must be wary of causing them, too.
If a Monster bites a Human, and the Human survives the encounter, that Human is at risk of becoming... a werewolf. Perhaps this change is because Dog Monsters most often make the mistake of using bite attacks. Nobody has done documented research on the matter because werewolves are universally dangerous. Monster SOULs need love, hope, and compassion to exist.
Human SOULs can exist without any of those. Therefore the Monster that is a werewolf is the most monstrous Monster in all of existence. Any existing traits in a Human SOUL are amplified when that Human is in their Monster form. Though their SOULs cannot be absorbed by a Monster in this state, they can use Monster SOULs to perform magnified deeds. It is imperative that no Monster ever uses a bite attack against a Human...
So much has been forgotten since the Last War...
Frisk was in their teens and up to roughhousing with the Dog Monsters. It was, as far as they were concerned, all fun and games. It was... until a play bite went too deep. Not much thought was given to the wound, since it was naught more than a scratch, and play continued after a brief pause to be sure the wound was cleaned and patched up.
Come the full moon...
A wolf emerged from Frisk's bed. The creature wore Frisk's nightclothes, and sniffed around Frisk's room. This was because it was Frisk... as a werewolf. Everything Human about them, every element of their SOUL... was amplified a thousandfold.
Fortunately for the Earth, for Monsterkind, and all of life known and unknown... Frisk also happened to be the kindest, gentlest, most empathetic SOUL known to all spiritual sciences. She was going to be... helpful...
During the nights of the full moon, hungry families woke with boxes and baskets of food on their doorsteps. Poor families ground down by debt found money stuffed into their letterboxes. Schools found crates of textbooks, notebooks, and pencils lining their halls... Everything was generosity.
As for where it had come from... look no further than the fortified houses and stockholds of the hoarding rich, who keep all to themselves and think they must make those in need prove that they need those things before they hand even a fraction over to the most desperate. Those who, having been forced to share, make a great hue and cry over how sharing is ruining the economy, the world, and most importantly, their wealth.
Those people probably won't even miss what has been taken, and will easily replace it inside a day or two... but that never would stop them complaining about it.
Of course, the Monster Guard never found out who was doing it. Even when the evidence mounted up. Everyone else much preferred things the way they were with Werewolf Frisk on the scene.
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