It was a stormy night, and I lay on the cold, icy floor. The sound of raindrops filled the room, occupying the silence within. As I listened, I began to reminisce about how the world had changed. The world we once knew was gone, replaced by a harsh reality where being human was a curse.
Different factions ruled the Earth, each with its own twisted agenda. The wolves dominated the North with an iron fist, meting out death sentences for even the slightest transgression. The vampires controlled the East with icy precision, demanding absolute obedience from their subjects. In the South, the Sirens reigned supreme, reducing men to subservient roles and forcing them to wear long gowns and shawls to conceal their bodies.
The West was ruled by giants, who viewed humans as outcasts. To be seen was to be executed. But there was one place where outcasts like me could find refuge: Mordor. A land of misfits and outlaws, where women like me could survive. Giving birth to more than one male was against the law and was punishable by death
My name is Verdetta, and this is my story. A story of survival in a world that has turned against us.