Ever since most of the humans died from this tragic event, more had been made. We were more evolved and adapted. For starters everyone had a soul mate. Literally everyone. Now a days, every human was born with a marking. We have our soul mates name written in black across our wrists. Ever since I had been born I've had "Spencer" written on my wrists.
The planet we've been living on agreed to let us stay but there was one thing we had to get use to... We weren't the only creatures on there. There were 4 different creatures besides us living on Laya. There were the occasional and common ghost, demons, vampires, werewolves, then humans(the lowest ranking of power). We soon all gotten along and Laya was quite peaceful believe it or not. But this story is not
about how the planet is doing and blah blah blah. This is my story.
AN~
SORRY IT'S SHORT BUT I'M GOING TO MAKE THE REST LONG I PROMISE. HOPE YOU ENJOYED
