Long ago the word was ruled by the horrific humans, the destroyers of nature, they killed the land and was murdering the beauty of mother nature... So she attacked back. Now, years later, Hybrids walk the land... Walk the land in chains and leashes. (READ NOTICES AND MENTIONS PLEASE)

It's pretty self explanatory. This is a sad Ranboo story because I crave tears and the fact that there is scarcely any angst about him. Hope you enjoy. Any criticism or ideas will be taken to account :D Edit: GUYS THIS IS A ONESHOT PLEASE