AkshatArpit

Do read my new novel **Chimaera's Conquest**. 
It would mean a lot to me if you could read it and give your valuable review. Thanks in advance. 
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In the year 3000, humanity was forced to leave the Earth when a sudden mutation caused more than 70% of the planet's population to mutate either into zombies, werewolves or vampires. The humans put up a fight but didn't have a chance against the united front of the monsters, and they were forced to leave. At least those who were rich and lucky enough to leave.

A century later, the chaos on earth had calmed down, but the humans who were left behind were treated like slaves and were forced to join one of the three factions: The Undead, The Cold Ones or The Lycans when they turned 16.

It was a similar story for Ashton, who was one week away from being turned into one of the monsters as it was his 16th birthday. He decided to run away from his fate and join the secret resistance to battle against the monsters.

However, his plans came to a standstill when a series of misfortunes led him to be bitten by a Zombie, a Vampire and a werewolf before either of his powers could manifest. 

He ended up receiving all of their powers but at the cost of his humanity. Yet, he wasn't willing to let his humanity die. No matter the cost. 

Will he be able to live his life, or is it already too late? Which faction will he join? Will he be able to find the secret behind the mutation?

There were too many questions, and only one way to find the answers: follow Ashton's journey as he fights back to retain his humanity.
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I Became A Zompirewolf

"Good morning students, I hope you all enjoyed your first day at the academy. But let's get a bit serious about your studies, shall we?"

A man who appeared to be in his late fifties was standing in front of them on a podium. He was about 5'9" tall with a hunched over back. He also had pale and wrinkly skin which further added to his old look along with his eyes that were closed shut as if the eyelids had been glued together.

Despite his old appearance, there was not a single strand of white hair on his head or his ground-touching beard. Although, he might have dyed his hair as black as his curved back and support stick gave away his old age.

"I am professor Merlin Bancroft. You are free to call me by my first name or last name. I wouldn't mind at all." Professor remarked, "Now how many of you are excited to know a bit more about our origins?"

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