Somewhere along the line, humanity divided. It split; one generation developed into the human beings we know today, with an upright posture, two legs, two arms and a flat face. This half very quickly became unable change and adapt to certain things, and they became restricted to certain climates.
The other half, however, flourished, and they began to branch off more and more, adapting to the plains and waters and trees and skies, to the hot and cold, wet and dry, all of the different possibilities.
Modern day society has become adapted to their existence, and in Manchester England, there's a prestigious school called Phantom Academy, Institution for the Gifted, Magical, and Otherwise Extraordinary Persons. It's here where centaurs learn how to trust, mermen experience land and magicians see the world in a new light
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•Hey hey, so this is my first official story, and so I apologize for any rushing of the plot or just general mistakes. Enjoy!•
Carolina Mercado is just your average college student with your average college student problems - submitting assignments, struggling to pay rent, dodging annoying roommates. But that all changes when she takes a trip to Egypt in attempt to find some adventure. Instead she finds a cursed tomb, and unknowingly reawakens an ancient feud. It's not until she returns home to New York City where she meets a certain young, new CEO to a multi-million dollar company that she realize she can't run away from the mummy's curse forever.
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Bony arms wrap around me and drag me backwards. As if a switch was flipped, I can suddenly feel my body again and I rip myself away from the monster.
The second I turn around, I'm faced by the same decaying face I saw in the tomb as well as in the bar. I slowly take a step back, but I soon find I can't go further when a wall suddenly appears behind me out of no where.
The mummy slowly steps towards me and with every step he takes, he changes. His skin regenerates and the paleness fades away. He's nearly a step away from me when I start to notice a certain familiar chiseled jawline, familiar deliciously full lips, and familiar aristocratic nose. His devilish red eyes change into an icy blue that are piercing my soul.
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