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Children of a Lesser God

A giant tree popped up in the middle of the Atlantic ocean covering the world in a strange new radiation and because of it, people began to change. First, there are the Chosen. These super humans have only slight physical changes and yet can manifest amazing elemental powers. Next, you have the Infected. These humans have experienced large scale body changes which range from animal adaptations to simply grotesque body decomposition. Most are still normal and sane humans who attempt to adapt to life while being shunned by others. There are some however that have grown deranged and think themselves the rulers of the world. Our MC lives a somewhat lonely life while sometimes being accompanied by his rather senile yet kind grandfather. He has no idea where his parents went after they dropped him off a few years ago, so he has no choice but to stay here. He lives by the idea that he should just be air and not be noticed in the slightest. All of this goes ok until things start changing and Laz starts getting dragged around in many different directions. Welcome to a story of Gods, evolution, love, adult situations and basically bringing a bit of eastern fantasy to western civilization. Hope you enjoy the ride.

Rathan · Urban
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Team Effort

In the dark back alley, two girls walked side by side through the filth. Although it is said that fairies descend from the heavens, these two had more of a demonesses coming from hell kind of vibe. In fact, one of them was even singing.

"The King and his men

stole the Queen from her bed

and bound her in her bones

the seas be ours and by the powers

where we will we'll roam

Yo ho, all hands

Hoist the colors high

Heave ho, thieves and beggars

Never shall we die,"

Her voice was rather sensual as though she was really getting into the lyrics. Her dark, black hair hung gently down over her pitch black trench coat and as she walked, her captivating legs caused her plump ass to swing from side to side. Walking with her was a slightly shorter girl with red hair, accented by tips of pink which stuck out strikingly against the black trench coat she wore as well. In her hands was an umbrella, although there was barely a cloud in the evening sky.