A Quarter Monster
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Last published Fri, Nov 30, 2018
Dragons, Werewolves, Vampires and Fauns.
Nagas, Griffins, Goblins galore, Giants, Trolls, Harpies and more.
Each roamed lands far and wide, by air, land or sea each was feared by the weakest race of all, Humans, their fear was accountable but everything they did, so they would 'safe' from the beasts only lead to further turmoil. Anger, rage and death fell upon them from the many beast they tried to control and soon enough the humans were done and tired so they did something unthinkable and miraculous.
Something new I wanna try, my own ocs, my own land and my own plot, don't know how this will go but hopefully good, please no hate, pictures will be things I find on the internet
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