Humanity began by the lord himself forming a man shape off dust on the ground and breathing into his nostrils to grant him a living soul, as the holy book stated. Though, Adam and Eve, the mankind, were not the only two feet, man looking creatures walking on earth at the first dawn, but all mythical beings that were now written as tales and imagines. When mankind has dominated the population, all mythical creatures were hidden underground as nothing more than just a myth.
One after another, the holy himself has taken bones and parts from different creatures, mixed and matched, to create brand new ones, with brand new purpose and responsibilities on earth. With part of the gene from the first wendigo, and a bone from the first draugar, the first vampire, Zephyr, was then created.
Piercing blue eyes, squinted, adjusting to the bright moonlight reflecting right against his orbs, the vampire was standing six feet tall, bare, and uncovered in the middle of the woods. Puzzled, he looked down at his hands before he moved his fingers slowly and allowed them to roam around his own body to feel his bare pale skin. He has come to life, walking and breathing. He was brought to the earth for a mission. What mission? That would be an answer he spent the rest of the eternity trying to figure out.
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The Centuries' Years Old Journal of Humanity, Zephyr I Denver.
FantasyA series of one shots of my original character, Zephyr Icuras Denver, the first vampire walking on earth. This is a place for me to dump writing regarding to this oc I created.