He is the general of Thinir, overseeing the fiefdom’s army alongside the baregh Iorn.
Long, dark grey hair that has many beads and gems wound through it-these are the Moric’s beads, that are not allowed to be removed until a Moric dies and the beads are passed on to their successor. Eyes with black sclera and silver irises. Deep blue skin-a characteristic of “royal” vints. Loves his twin brother deeply and cares strongly about being a fair ruler to all in his fiefdom.Īppearance: Beautiful, delicate and elfin features, with very big pointed ears with lots of piercings. He is quite anxious and timid, and cares deeply about appearances because he worries about how he is perceived by his citizens. He is very young for a Moric, and feels unprepared and unqualified for the role. Lor lives in a hyll-like a palace-at the top of Thinir and oversees the fiefdom with his council and his twin brother Lyri, who is his general. Moric Lor is the ruler of a prosperous fiefdom in a corner of the monster world, close to the Caen an Sin, that contains the city of Thinir and the Barren Valley, where Wyn resides and where the main tear to the US is located. Long fingers, sharp teeth and elfin features. Big, pointed ears that tend to be pierced and grow with age-their ears can get so large that they flop over. Vint: Humanoid species that is dominant in the monster-world city of Thinir. There are also graphic depictions of torture and violence.Note: There are spoilers within the monster descriptions, so read at your own risk if you are not up to date with the series. Warning: This m/m love story contains explicit content and is not suitable for young readers. It is the first in a planned post-apocalyptic fantasy series featuring monsters and human men falling in love. Soul Eater is the debut novel of Lily Mayne. And when I’m the only soldier out of hundreds that the Soul Eater leaves alive, I realise that… something about me has intrigued him.īut what is it? What could a twenty-three year old guy from the south, with no one and nothing in the world, have possibly done to capture the attention of a death monster with horns, blackened fingertips and a face hidden in the dark depths of his hood?
I’ve only been in the military for six months, but now I’m part of a unit tasked with trying to stop and capture him. He appears every three years, making his way across the country and slaughtering humans randomly, sucking them dry until they’re nothing but husks. A lawless, desolate and dangerous place, teeming with monsters that have claimed the land for their own.
One where humans live in military-controlled, cramped and dirty cities along the coasts, and the majority of the United States is known as the Wastes. Twenty years ago, monsters rose on earth and began a new age of civilization.
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