If you keep running, they'll never catch up. That's what I always believed. But it's not true. If you run forever, they will always catch up, because that's just how infinite works. And my story takes place when they do. When they do catch up and I have to fight. Not just for me, but for my entire species.
I live in a world where humans are endangered, and my very existence is illegal. And now I find myself in front of two doors. One leads to life, and one leads to death. There are no clues, no hints, no nothing of which one will lead me where, but time is running out, and I have to choose quickly.
You'd thinking dying in the hospital due to a terminal illness would mean the end of the story. Not for me though. After having months to come to terms with my incoming death I was pretty prepared for the end.
To bad after dying I woke up back up a week later in my grave now I'm alive(sorta).
To make matters worst apparently my existence is illegal as hell according to supernatural law. Now I got a pissed off supernatural council mad at me for just existing!
Lucky for me it turns out I unknowingly made a quite a few super natural friends while I was human . All willing to help and vouch for me. But this transition is a rough one and it turns out I may more powerful than I should be.