Monster
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In the peaceful town of Elden wood, Wen Ning, a stoic warrior, investigates mysterious disappearances near a dangerous pond. He encounters Lan Ying, a kelpie with a connection to the incidents. seeing him converse with the beast backlash from the townspeople accuse Wen Ning of being involved. Now assumed dead by to the town, Wen ventures to the kelpie; words from their encounter hung heavy. What is he? (this is an old oc fic of mine. not sure if its good. let alone consistent)
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