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Children of a Lesser God

A giant tree popped up in the middle of the Atlantic ocean covering the world in a strange new radiation and because of it, people began to change. First, there are the Chosen. These super humans have only slight physical changes and yet can manifest amazing elemental powers. Next, you have the Infected. These humans have experienced large scale body changes which range from animal adaptations to simply grotesque body decomposition. Most are still normal and sane humans who attempt to adapt to life while being shunned by others. There are some however that have grown deranged and think themselves the rulers of the world. Our MC lives a somewhat lonely life while sometimes being accompanied by his rather senile yet kind grandfather. He has no idea where his parents went after they dropped him off a few years ago, so he has no choice but to stay here. He lives by the idea that he should just be air and not be noticed in the slightest. All of this goes ok until things start changing and Laz starts getting dragged around in many different directions. Welcome to a story of Gods, evolution, love, adult situations and basically bringing a bit of eastern fantasy to western civilization. Hope you enjoy the ride.

Rathan · Urban
Not enough ratings
579 Chs

Warnings

Laz was... at a loss for words.

He stared blankly at the figure inside the coffin and yet he saw no movement. He looked back over at Freya, only to see her eyeing the coffin lovingly.

Laz couldn't help but feel creeped out and slightly itchy at the sight of this. He could only be thankful that it looked like the corpse inside was fresh, almost like it had just fallen asleep.

The girl inside looked young, maybe ten at most. Her face was a pale shade of white while her hair was the pure color of darkness. She was dressed in a black, gothic style dress that allowed one to see that she had almost no curves to her body whatsoever. While Freya was short, she had capital that would be unmatched by many while this girl just simply looked like a girl. The real point of interest was that her face was flawless. Had this girl grown up, she would be an unmatched beauty.

Seeing her in the coffin, Laz couldn't help but sigh at her plight, thinking that she was already dead.