War-Taehyung BTS Fanfiction(COMPLETED)
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Over centuries people thought Vampires are fictional,not real.Little did they know they are existing in this world,they thought wrong and now they have over taken 70% of the human population.Humans are caught and used as food until dead ;a slave or lastly "blessed" to become a vampire.For those 30% of humans still left we live between walls and set into little villages.We are always in need of food and medicine ,therefore everyone in these villages has one or two jobs.As in for me,Aspen;I am a supply finder.I go outside the walls and find medicines,foods and other things like clothes and such.I risk my life doing this pretty much every day.
Its a sad life but I rather be here then be one with vampires any day.Over my dead body.
PS:this was my first story so there is a lot of errors but I'm busy-or lazy and don't want to go through and fix them.Because it could change the story if I do~so yeah read at your own risk??
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