Moryoll

“You, aren’t you scared of me?” 

“Why would I be?” The man asked, the red half of his white and blue hair covering his equally clashing eye colours. 

“I am a Hunter,” the dark blue-haired man said, frowning at the man, trying to look menacing.

“Really?” The man said, unfazed as he went back to looking at the eyeballs he collected. 

“I could kill you where you stand!” 

“Why don’t you then?” The man asked, not even looking at him anymore. “I am completely defenceless right now, aren’t I?” 


It is the year, 3035. Mythical creatures such as Vampires and many more have suddenly come into existence. With them comes a divide, between humans and those creatures, thought to be myths and even amongst the creatures themselves. 

Jel Okonjo is a Vampire, in fact, he may just be the oldest vampire to ever exist in that world. An all-powerful person that is rendered harmless the moment the sun comes up, like all the creatures of this world. 

Or so they think. He has secrets of his own, being a creature that has lived for hundreds of years. 

And it seems a certain shapeshifter has started to catch his eye. Is it because he has a deep secret of his own or the fact that his blood burns Jel, unlike the sun. 

What could he have planned? And why all the secrets? What is true and what is false? Will they ever find out?

Hunt or be Haunted (BL)

Sitting on the cold, tile floor, Jel pulled out some snacks from … somewhere, handing a bag of potato chips to the man beside him before grabbing another pack for himself.

"Where did this come from?" Osbert asked, holding the large bag of chips in his arms, slightly overwhelmed but he still ate it.

"I have my ways," Jel said, trying to shoo away a little flying Bilby as discretely as possible.

The Bilby disappeared as soon as Osbert saw it, making it seem like he just pointed to thin air.

"What was what?" Jel asked, trying to look as innocent as possible though he was not fooling Osbert, not that Jel would do anything about it.

"Never mind." Osbert chuckled, shaking his head in defeat. "Back to the topic at hand, I have noticed that he looks … quite … young. Is that … because of anything?"

Orme