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Hunt or be Haunted (BL)

“You, aren’t you scared of me?” “Why would I be?” The man asked, the red half of his white and blue hair covering his equally clashing eye colours. “I am a Hunter,” the dark blue-haired man said, frowning at the man, trying to look menacing. “Really?” The man said, unfazed as he went back to looking at the eyeballs he collected. “I could kill you where you stand!” “Why don’t you then?” The man asked, not even looking at him anymore. “I am completely defenceless right now, aren’t I?” It is the year, 3035. Mythical creatures such as Vampires and many more have suddenly come into existence. With them comes a divide, between humans and those creatures, thought to be myths and even amongst the creatures themselves. Jel Okonjo is a Vampire, in fact, he may just be the oldest vampire to ever exist in that world. An all-powerful person that is rendered harmless the moment the sun comes up, like all the creatures of this world. Or so they think. He has secrets of his own, being a creature that has lived for hundreds of years. And it seems a certain shapeshifter has started to catch his eye. Is it because he has a deep secret of his own or the fact that his blood burns Jel, unlike the sun. What could he have planned? And why all the secrets? What is true and what is false? Will they ever find out?

Moryoll · LGBT+
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"Val? She is alright." Jel said, kicking the water lightly with his bare feet. "A good kid. Very … active and she shares the same desires as I do." 

"And that is?" 

"She is trying to find a way for both carnivores and herbivores to live in harmony. It is not perfect just yet but I am sure, in a couple more years, she will be able to make something that will work as a good enough meal for the carnivores."

"That is wonderful." Odette smiled, clapping her hands together, excitedly. "I am so glad I sent her with you, Jel. So, so, so glad." 

"I am too," Jel said, pausing for a couple of seconds. "But." 

"But?" 

"Our daughter?" Jel asked, raising an eyebrow at the woman. "Honestly, I am really glad my mate is not here otherwise … the misunderstandings I am sure are to come up just from those words alone." 

"Does your mate not listen to you or doubt you often?"