ErenaWrites

My name is Shaytan. Just Shaytan. Every morning at five, I start my day like anyone else—cereal, eggs, or toast, followed by a meticulous brushing session where I avoid any contact with the damn bogey lurking in the mirror. I have a roommate, a werewolf. We are best friends and also classmates. After school, I work as a bartender in a nearby pub, where apart from your regular humans, other creatures also get together for a drink. Aside from these quirks, my life was relatively normal — until everything turned upside down. The peacefulness of the night seems to be over, the Fifth King is preparing for war — perhaps for world domination —, and common sense has evaporated somewhere along the way. And somehow, I got right in the middle of this glorious mess.