Dukate City is a vibrant community that seems to defy logic, inhabited by a diverse mix of beings. Initially settled by anthropomorphic creatures who offered their lands as a haven for a dwindling human population, the city quickly evolved into a melting pot for both anthros and humans, as well as creatures from other worlds and dimensions. Although the unity among these groups was not entirely peaceful, an impending magical war would soon force the population to seek the desperate peace they craved. Today, the city stands as a prime example of what can be achieved when everyone works together toward a common goal. However, that peace now hangs in the balance as factions seeking to seize control of the city attempt to harness the magic and power that once threatened to tear it apart. Dukate City: Chronicles is a collection of stories, all of which are written by a community brought together by the love of storytelling and daydreaming. The collection of stories covers a variety of characters as they learn how to adjust and navigate the vast city with their own various backgrounds and challenges. If you find yourself enjoying these stories and you want to actually meet these characters in a more personal storytelling experience, visit our Discord server~ Dukate City: Evolution

The world had gone to hell long ago, taken over by the vampire race. In order to keep some sort of peace in our land, the Vampire Lords made a consecutive agreement. The rich and powerful humans could survive just as they had been, untouched by the vampires save for the occasional blood collections, or so they thought In reality, we were all under their control. Castles spread out throughout our land, one landing in each city. Each castle varied in the number of vampires residing there, but all of them carried a Lord. The Lords were the ones in charge in every city, whether we liked it or not. The vampires often roam through the city, making sure that everyone was in order and no one stepped out of line. If you stepped out of line, you died, end of story. Even if the rich were still under their control, their lives were still better than the poor. The poorest lives held a much worse fate. The men were to be put to work as slaves, whether that meant serving a specific vampire, or just building their castles, they were slaves. The women were to be pets. Pets were the lowest rank you could have. They were forced into cages that were too small to stand in with collars around their necks. They spent their lives in pet shops, just waiting for the dreadful day that they'll be bought. They were treated like animals, trained into what their master wanted, and punished if they misbehaved. Those who were lucky enough to live through that, we're to be slaughtered for their blood at age twenty-five in an act to make sure that our population would stay steady. I was born into this world. Born into this world full of blood-sucking monsters. Except, I was one of the lucky ones. Was. It all ended for me when I was 12, when I was taken away from the last bit of hope and family that I had left. Ever since then, I've lived in a cage, just rotting away, waiting, dreading for the day that some monster would make me his. This is my life. I am a pet. ~~~ Cover by: @mshacake