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War of the Gods: Xander's Story

Stryx
Xander—sometimes Xerena—isn’t your typical fae. Born of Spring Courts seduction and Winter Courts shadows, they’re a shapeshifter with only four forms: male, female, wolf, and doe. Limited? Maybe. Dangerous? Absolutely. With a heritage steeped in elemental ice and fae illusion, and a gender that shifts as fluidly as their magic, Xander has always lived between worlds. But in a reality where all mythologies are real, “between” isn’t safe anymore. The gods have declared war on mortals. Not just humans—anyone who isn’t divine. Vampires, werewolves, fae: are all targets in a global genocide fueled by divine pride and ancient grudges. ~ Hello everyone This is a story that has been rattling around in my head for the last couple of years. I have been contemplating writing it for awhile now, but as I have no experience in creative writing I was a touch nervous. Now I decided to "bite the bullet" and put out a chapter to see if how it is received. I would like opinions and critiques, so I can get better at writing. Due to not having the money to hire an editor I decided to use Chatgpt to assist in editing my writing to look for spelling and punctuation errors. If you see any glaring issues please let me know, I have never been great at editing. I haven't decided on an upload schedule yet, but I will play it by ear. I want to make this story as good as I possibly can so if I have to take extra time to rewrite chapters to make sure they fit my style of writing and make sure there are no errors I will do so. If I decide to keep this going this story will likely end up turning into a series of 6 books following the "commanders" of the mortal army. I have the first 3 completely planned out on many sticky notes so it's just a matter of writing it all. Anyway I hope you enjoy Thanks ~ Stryx
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