#SYSTEM #WEAKTOSTRONG #SURVIVAL #VAMPIRE #WEREWOLF #LEVELUP #ACADEMY #UNDEAD #MUTATION #SHAPESHIFTER

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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I Would Have Been Your Daddy (1)

At the same time, outside the academy...

Those who could fight were giving their all to keep the zombies at bay, in the hope someone would arrive to help them out. The hope of help was the only driving force for them to keep fighting. But as more and more of them collapsed, the hope slowly began dwindling.

The students who just walked out of the tunnel had exchanged one hell hold for another. Did they think they would be safe outside? No, but they thought they would at least have a fighting chance.

Undead were everywhere, but so were some familiar faces.

"Hey, look! The professors are here!" A second-year student yelled and ran toward them, "Professors, we are here! We can-"

The happiness of reuniting with living people had blinded their vision. They thought every familiar face would extend a helping hand to them, but that wasn't always the case. By the time the student realised what was happening it was already too late.

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