Children of the Earth

Werewolves, Vampires, Ghouls and what not, Leo Blackadder have seen them all. All of their nature and contention against each other every other day. He now realised how tangled he is in their problems when he thinks about it, and it still happens despite Leo himself being unwilling. He hopes that whatever thing happening this exact moment to end quickly, or he will just die when the time comes, either because of his terrible clumsiness or his painful spiritually-induced wounds. At least the "deathless ones" successfully comfort him every now and then. War this, war that, problem here, problem there, no romance and everything like he has imagined in those cliche stories his giggling aunt used to read in her phone. Is it late for him to run away with his flaming friend now? He hopes not.

(Author's note:)
My first, technically not actually, story here. I hope you all can enjoy it. Because of me not being in native (in speaking or writing in English) and as it s yet to be proofread, I hope you can forgive me for the glaring errors here and there. I will update every other Friday but I will also attempt to do it on Wednesdays if its possible. Thank you!

Note: My apologies for disappearing for more than 4/5 weeks. Dutifulness is something I am still searching for and hope to find soon. The Friday update, I want it to be a routine. I hope I can do it this time. Cheers.