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

Ashton lay on the floor of the training room, his breaths coming in ragged gasps as he tried to catch his breath. He was drenched in sweat, his muscles trembling with exhaustion as he stared up at the ceiling, feeling utterly defeated.

He had just completed his sixty-ninth attempt at defeating the simulated Xyran grunts, and once again, he had failed. He had come close a few times, taking down a handful of the grunts before they overwhelmed him, but he just couldn't get the upper hand.

He knew that he was supposed to be one to take down the Xyrans. But these grunts, even with their simple weapons and basic tactics, seemed to have him wholly outmatched.

He couldn't understand why he was having such a hard time defeating the grunts. They were supposed to be a relatively easy opponent, one he could take down without breaking a sweat. But for some reason, he just couldn't seem to get the upper hand.

Tarek's Revelation (1)