The Corrupted Voices. ~WIP No posting~

[AlexisDiemos]

We are not humans.. We are Werewolves.. We are not morphs.. And we are not shape shifters.. We are not demons.. No. What ever your.. Elders tell about us. How we turn into wolves on the night of a bright full moon. Or how we control the elements all around us to destroy what threatens us. We are none of those common species. We are much more rare. We are much more valuable. And we are much more frightening. We are both human and wolves.. We can switch between out forms at any given moment. We hold many characteristic of a demon, and we can control of the elements that makes the earth.. The Galaxy.. The universe its self. But don't confused for we are not gods either.. We are just called the Corrupted.

Where do we live you ask? Well.. Our land is the forest.. The forest of Black Night. Don't let the name fool you though. The forest is actually quiet a paradise. With many other animals much like us. Expect for the turning into human part. But they look alike like demons and they do have powers. These kind of creatures are the kind that we hunt for food, and only food. Now the reason for the name.. If you look up.. Even if there is light all around you.. The sky above you will always be as black as night. Covered in stars. Now for the surrondings. We live on a island, in the middle of a lake that is as red as the blood that flows from your veins. And from there is the dark purple and very poisonious miasma mist that protect us.. And now our camp. Now this has been our home for centuries and we have loved it since then. It is a old broken down village now.. It has faced through a lot. Wars. Battles. Attacks and yet it still has stood strong. The small buildings are the for the members of the pack. Then.. In the middle of the old ruined city there is a massive house. Not a castle.. And not a cottage. But a masion. It has the most damage... For that holds the leaders. The heirs.. That is the heart of the city and the heart of the pack.