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Underneath the humans' mask, the wonders of unknown species lived inside the deep forest and of course, the number of creatures grew larger, expanding across the globe. Nonetheless, vampires, wolves, and witches' populations grew as well. In ancient times, the country named Mila where four powerful leaders live:

The Lord of vampires ruled over the south coast, The Alpha of the alpha governed the East land, The Goddess of the witches took over West Greenland, living in the deep forest and lastly The human Emperor of the humans living in the north side. They all lived peacefully until a huge war between the two lands of wolves and witches.

However, the witches were slaughtered ruthlessly, they were a threat to the wolves population but the question was left unanswered. The whole land of witches was wiped out, except for one.

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Hiding underneath the humans' shadow was extremely hard, fitting into their lifestyle as well. Being the last survivor of the bloodshed massacred took place in the land I used to call home, I swore to my ancestors, my family, my friends and the people who lived there, I will avenge for their deaths. But here I was hopelessly walking around in the crowded market, hoping if I could get some materials for my new home, I plan to settle in for a few weeks as I plot my revenge for the time being.

Until I noticed the humans started to back away in a certain direction. They looked afraid, no horrified. So I moved my shoes, turning behind me to take a quick look. There a somewhat man was walking towards me out of the carriage. With no fear, I stood in front of him with my arms crossed, the more he got closer the aura raided out of him screams danger, his eyes stoned no emotion at all but an amused smile showed at his face.

His eyes glistened under the ray of sun, his silver-white eyes hooded by his short silver bangs right above his eyelids, making him look dominant and dangerous. His black silk made robe, expensive. A sword hung over the white belt around his waist, making his shoulders broader than ever.

I frowned looking at him, a familiar aura hovered around him, making me shivered under my layers of dress. Vampire, I thought. I fist my hands, gripping onto the fabric of the sleeves of my dress. And grinned politely, slightly bowing my head, action respect towards the royal guard. "How may I help you, sir?"

"Milady, I apologize."

He then signaled the guards beside him, waving his hand to capture me. In a swift moment, I was thrashing down on the person's shoulder, desperately trying to escape the firm hold. I looked at the crowd, screaming for help but none of them moved. Pity, sympathy was shown through their eyes, but their frightened took over them. Damn these filthy humans.

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