My name...is Zena Sherwood, and I'm the protagonist of this crazy story. I'm a 15-year-old blue-haired teenager who's a ball of anxious mess. Lemme start this by saying the world I live in is extremely insane. I live in a world where 90% of the entire population has some sort of mutation or superpower. Look it's easier to explain if I give an example. Everyone has heard of a werewolf, right? So, in my world werewolves exist but there can be different variants of them like instead of changing during the full moon they shift when they get, let's say, stressed or anxious. Or instead of that, they change when they feel a strong emotion in general, like anger. Along with that, there are also people who are half snakes, half pixies, and half-angels. Yeah, basically almost everybody is half something. I'm not that good at history but I'm pretty sure that a long, long time ago the world was packed full of mythical creatures. Kitsunes, pixies, sirens, nymphs, you name it. But then humans came along and started getting freaky with the sexy mythical creatures...I don't blame 'em man. Now here we are in the 21st century with demons and pixies roaming the earth like there's nothing wrong. I'm one of those freaks of nature, but I'm an outcast of society. See every creature hybrid or whatever is allowed in this society except 1 type of creature: Werewolves. This is due to their history of being "untamed monsters who lose control when they see a rock in space at a certain time. Now I'm not a scientist but I'm pretty sure some werewolves have learned to CONTROL their untamed side whenever they transform. I should know...I'm one of them, well kind of.
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FantasyI'm Zena Sherwood, I'm a blue haired idiot who lives in a world where 90% percent of the population is magical. This basically means that you can go out on the street and see a pixie fly by your house or have a satyr walk by no problem. I just got a...
