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)

"What happened then?" Osbert asked, trying his hardest not to look so excited about hearing Jel tell his story at last and just listen to this person in front of him instead.

"Well … we started to get sick as well, every one of us. I don't even know how to explain it but … we knew that we were not going to live for any longer and … we had just escaped out of hell, we did not want to go back.

"At least I thought we all did not want to do that anymore. But I found that I was the only one trying to struggle to live while the others hoped for death to come sooner.

"I was so confused and mad at them for thinking this way, for not trying a little harder to survive. I shouted at them and tried to get them to try a little harder but they could not care less anymore about anything that is happening around them.

Fall