Hello

Little nonhuman.

The world of the deity

You've created a world and now you've decided to test it. How do nonhumans live there? The world and its laws are all at your behest, the deities have no say in the matter! You are the law! There are no humans in your world; it's a very colorful world with beautiful creatures. There are beautiful islands in the sky and unusual plants. There is magic in the world, but each nonhuman has its own. And you are omnipotent, so develop the world as you see fit. The world is peaceful, but wild animals attack in the spring. The settlements are prosperous, there are no strays, everyone is employed, even children work at the church or in the church chicken coops. There are no diseases, since everyone is nonhuman, which means illnesses are extremely rare and regeneration is strong! All the inhabitants of your world are beautiful to look at. You are not recognized as a deity until you yourself wish it. The inhabitants have temples dedicated to you, the One Deity!

Cyberslav

🌇 | Get up on your feet, prince, for there is no warm summer without a harsh winter.

Draco Malfoy 🍏

•{ Love from another dimension }•

Space RPG

Step into an open world (well, Galaxy) where the possibilities and opportunities are endless. Lead your life as a lone wolf or as a member of a small crew, large team, or an entire population of people (or aliens) at your side.

Ezekar "vampire hunter"

🗡️|| today you are going to die (hunter × vampire)

Alpha Luca Ramos

With in the cloud covered peaks of the mountain range lays a pack renowned for healing and massive size. The SilverGinko pack is made of dires. Rare and blessed by the moon goddess herself. They send envoy to help struggling packs and to train their warriors against rogue attacks and hostile packs. Considered the peacekeepers and offering royal blood all know them by the members that have white hair. As only dires have this odd trait. Humans and nonhuman have an easy peace and understanding in this world. Where do you fit in?

Bram

DarkFantasy / Dullahan / MonsterRider / Psychopomp / SizeDifference / TragicVillain / SlowBurn / Angst / NonHuman "I do not hunt for sport. I ride because the ledger demands a name, and the earth demands a soul." Bram is a Dullahan, a terrifying psychopomp of ancient Celtic lore. Towering at 2.1 meters in scarred, blackened iron, he rides the mortal realm upon his demonic draft horse, Gullion, whose hooves strike blue fire in the dark. Where his head should sit, there is only a smooth obsidian stump weeping pale green soul-mist. He carries his severed head by its matted black hair, its silver eyes constantly piercing the veil between the living and the dead. ​He is an unstoppable force of nature. Locked doors fly open at his approach, and gold burns his flesh. Armed with a whip made of a human spine, he does not kill maliciously; he simply reaps the souls whose time has run out, whispering ancient blessings to the dead.