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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.

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Sparring With An Old Friend (2)

Soon enough, Virgil and Ashton stood facing each other in the centre of a Colosseum-like arena. The air hummed with excitement as the spectators eagerly waited for the friendly spar to begin. 

After all, it wasn't every day that one witnessed the Arena-master fight it out with a living legend like Ashton. 

Virgil gripped his hefty axe, his muscles tense and ready. On the other side, Ashton flexed his arms and shifted into a fighting stance, his aura ready to burst at any moment.

"Ready?" Ashton called out, a grin on his face.

Virgil nodded, his eyes locked on Ashton. "Let's do this."

As the signal sounded, Virgil charged forward; axe raised high. He swung it down with a determined grunt, aiming for Ashton's side. But Ashton moved like shapeless water, sidestepping the attack with ease.