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The Moon Goddess' Chosen

Humans and Werewolves have lived together in this world for nearly four hundred years... Since the appearance of the first two werewolves, royals, given this power by the moon goddess herself. In a world where humans and werewolves live together in a tight and uncertain collaboration filled with mistrust and pretence, hunters exist to keep the peace while rogues exist to disrupt it. Two children are born... destined to put a stop to all the bloodshed and suffering, but not everyone likes the idea of a world with peace between the werewolves and the humans..... With the Moon goddess along with the Prometheus, the god of mankind only able to watch and provide assistance where possible without breaking divine laws, the question still stands. Will her Chosen Ones be able to accomplish the task at hand..... The Rogue King strives to keep the two from ever uniting, forcing the them to lead lives that can never be described as normal, but can be called interesting... ..................................

kizitomayanja · Fantasia
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590 Chs

Awakening

The bear nudged the petrified woman, snapping her out of her trance, "Right! Thanks, Brian. Follow us, huntress."

With that, the woman jumped onto the brown bear, exhibiting more energy than someone her age was supposed to be capable of. 'What was in that moon lotus?'

Samantha bore the Agility Prometheus gift which allowed her to easily keep up with the dashing bear. The three of them tore through the woods, the lotuses surrounding them slowly increasing in number the deeper they ran into the forest.

Fauna stretched her hands outward and formed fists as if she was holding onto cables tied between two pillars. In a strained motion, she pulled her arms together…

Nothing happened.

"Was that supposed to do something?" Samantha asked.

She'd heard of her extraordinary nature powers that allowed her to manipulate her surroundings with frightening precision and power. This was meant to be such an incident… but unfortunately, nothing happened.