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I Became A Zompirewolf

Do read my new novel **Chimaera's Conquest**. It would mean a lot to me if you could read it and give your valuable review. Thanks in advance. *** In the year 3000, humanity was forced to leave the Earth when a sudden mutation caused more than 70% of the planet's population to mutate either into zombies, werewolves or vampires. The humans put up a fight but didn't have a chance against the united front of the monsters, and they were forced to leave. At least those who were rich and lucky enough to leave. A century later, the chaos on earth had calmed down, but the humans who were left behind were treated like slaves and were forced to join one of the three factions: The Undead, The Cold Ones or The Lycans when they turned 16. It was a similar story for Ashton, who was one week away from being turned into one of the monsters as it was his 16th birthday. He decided to run away from his fate and join the secret resistance to battle against the monsters. However, his plans came to a standstill when a series of misfortunes led him to be bitten by a Zombie, a Vampire and a werewolf before either of his powers could manifest. He ended up receiving all of their powers but at the cost of his humanity. Yet, he wasn't willing to let his humanity die. No matter the cost. Will he be able to live his life, or is it already too late? Which faction will he join? Will he be able to find the secret behind the mutation? There were too many questions, and only one way to find the answers: follow Ashton's journey as he fights back to retain his humanity. *** Discord Server link: https://discord.gg/bjetmPER5p Cover art: Monark Ai Please DM in discord for removal, thank you.

AkshatArpit · Fantasy
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766 Chs

Hard Work? Nah, Smart Work (4)

Unadulterated rage... the rage was the only thing rampaging inside Beelzebub. He was a god in front of these lowly creatures and yet dared to oppose him? Had it not been for Mournblade, he would have died inside whatever the sphere was. 

His state might have been pitiful, but it was nothing in comparison to what he was going to do to them. He hadn't been this bloodied and bruised ever since the holy war. Nor had he ever thought he would need to see his Mournblade ever again. 

"Looks like my life shortened again..." Beelzebub shook his head. 

Unlike what the others believe, the Mournblade was a double-edged sword. Yes, it did save the lives of countless nobles in dire times. However, in return, the blade would also take away a chunk of their lifeforce or HP once they had recovered a bit.