Vincenzo Guerriero, a mafia hitman, opens his eyes to find himself in the middle of a fantastical forest in the dead of night. He finds himself in a world of magic and monsters, of intelligent creatures both like and unlike him. He finds himself under the Blood Moon, brought back from the dead for no known reason...
There, he's tasked with protecting a little inhuman girl named Plum from mysterious hunters along with her father, Cammo. But can he really pull it off? Or will it end in tragedy?
He doesn't know. All he knows is that he wants to do one good thing.
Even if it kills him.

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The Call

1 It had smelled great, looked great, but went down like shit. Marco could barely choke it, and it seemed like it was noticeable. ... Read Chapter

The Fourth Place


Vincenzo ends up in the Fourth Place as prophesized by the Father, and it's a land of confusion. A family of the inhuman is attacked after a celestial event that casts the forest a blood red. And
already the blood of one has been spilt.
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Departure


Vincenzo wakes up when he didn't suspect to ever wake again, having some of his questions answered. But with each answer, there came more questions. The father of the girl he saved, also inhuman,
begrudgingly invited him to help bodyguard his daughter while they hiked out of the vast forest. Vincenzo, not knowing what else to do, joins them.
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Dead Thing Walking

1 The morning sun squeezed between the trees, burning his pale skin; the campfire nearby didn't help him much temperature-wise either... Read Chapter

The Opposition

Fields of long grass stretched thousands of feet between two tree lines, swaying in the midnight breeze. A small camp sat in the middle, ... Read Chapter

Magic

1 Cammo awoke to the sickly smell of burnt flesh and hair, and saw with squinted eyes a pile of bodies thrown inside of the bonfire t... Read Chapter

Hike

1 Winter air bit into the two women as they walked along frozen plains, their coats barely keeping out the raging, screaming blizzard... Read Chapter

The Strain

1 The gentle patter of rain collided against Vincenzo’s bloody cheek, waking him. The dull thumping in his head was barely noticeab... Read Chapter

Hot Chocolate

1 Frey and Buta finally entered the forest of Fall. Unloading their bags with exhausted sighs, they sat to take in a not-so-warm sun,... Read Chapter

Snakes, Swords, and Something Worse

1 “Fuck me,” Slogine muttered, tipping down his wide-brimmed hat to shield his eyes from the sun. “These plains go one forever.... Read Chapter

Snakes, Swords, and Something Worse Part Two

1 A week later they were called into the throne room, just them and the lord. The old Unigardian sat on his throne; he didn’t fit a... Read Chapter

Feather Falling

1 “And that's how I met your mother,” Cammo finished, taking a final sip of his hot chocolate. “And ended up here after running... Read Chapter

The Answers

1 A deep violet hue encompassed the sky, drowning the white in its dark complexion. Light snow fell on Buta as she struggled to prope... Read Chapter

The Decay

1 Frey stirred in her sleep before slowly waking up to see the pale moon-man close by. She shot up and frantically looked around, win... Read Chapter

The Mother

Plum was dreaming. Or at least, that's what she thought. She sat on a large stone near the edge of a cliff that overlooked an endless sea... Read Chapter

The Curse

1 Vincenzo explained the curse too. “That’s how I know that other woman’s alive; the rock one, I mean. I still feel it…” he... Read Chapter

The Winter

1 Vincenzo slipped back into himself with huge eyes and empty lungs, his heart pumping. Snow, fields of the stuff, surrounded him on ... Read Chapter

Learning How

Vincenzo began to learn because Cammo had finally begun to teach him. During the weeks of travel, Cammo and him started to spar nightly, ... Read Chapter

The Evil Dead

1 For the first time in days, the snow fell normally. There were no furious winds to carry the snow along the hills, just a calm bree... Read Chapter

The Arrival

1 Vincenzo grabbed Cammo’s pack and found another coat in his own, covering himself from the wind. The snow fell violently, drownin... Read Chapter


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