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  • Reads 1,919
  • Votes 135
  • Parts 10
  • Time 49m
Ongoing, First published Jun 27, 2019
Mature
"They devalued us...persecuted us and slaughtered our many...now Humans will suffer under us."

Lupuvildyr, the feared ancient natives to the densely wooded forests of Shayik, seek to destroy the human species after years of being hunted down in the wild. A once peaceful race that respected humans as distant relatives have transformed into rage-fuelled beings of anarchy, tearing cities into rubble one-by-one.  Anyone who dares venture into the woods alone almost never returns...

(Y/N) Adoneloa, A young female resident of the town Daenurjh, is a miracle story that attracts many from far and wide. She was only a child when she wandered far into to woods, and was found alive, cradled into the root of a tree. Once her father leaves for the Capital to discuss the uprising of the Lupuvildyr, she is beginning to learn broader aspects about her life her father never dared to tell her. 

Was there a reason she survived the forests other than luck?...or was this event the beginning of the fight to restore eternal peace to all of Shayik?
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