Shapeshifters - A Theory of Supernatural Humans

Where people try to find magic and mythology, they forget they can find it here, right where they shit and speak, their self.
Where people want to disappear into the land of energy and power, they can't see that it is here, right where they sit and walk, the universe.

Today, I claim there is such thing as Shapeshifters, maybe more accurately be called Personality shifters, but for mythological sake, and avoiding the use of bad sounding names, we shall call them Shapeshifters.

Who are the Shapeshifters, and what can they do?
Shapeshifters refers, in the mythological world, to a person that can shift his/her shape into another's, sometimes into an animal, or an elemental form.
Basically, someone that can change their form to whatever desired, or however their ability limits to.

In the "real-world", Shapeshifters are persons that are able to change their personality representation, without putting on a fake mask, to better suite the person they are communicating to. Simply put, they can make everyone comfortable with them if their ability extends to maximum human capabilities.

Of course they are constrained by only the people they meet around them, Shapeshifters take certain attributes of those people and transfer them into their's, secretly. By doing so, the other person can almost see a mirror of himself, or a mirror of what would be comfortable for him/her, and feel safe and secure around Shapeshifters.

Please do not confuse Shapeshifters with ass-kissers, for they still reflect themselves, but because they are a flexible being, and their self is a secret and complicated thing, they have no cares of changing small things in them to better illustrate and communicate their ideas and talks with others.

Sounds scary? Such power can create a dangerous being. But you must release for such being to become a Shapeshifter, he/she needs to be on a high level of awareness and consciousness, therefore they won't easily use such powers to gain superficial needs.

The most frustrating of all, you're almost unable to learn their true self. And with Shapeshifters themselves, sometimes they lose the understanding of their true self.

It is a power with a double-edge.

Zombies of Amber Forest

The zombies wore white gloves, looking indifferent to humans.

They walk again out of the forests, just like their God walked a 1,000 years ago.

Today, on the human Day of Death, a celebration and remembrance of the fallen knights of Vatricka, the zombies have come after many centuries of observation of the human race.

Today, the celebration shall become a day of moaning and sadness, they, the damned and wicked have become the wise and the swift, they, the zombies are no more the mindless corpses their ancestors have been, they have learnt to replace their corrupt conciseness into a clear mind.

Kadli, the elder of the zombies, still remembers the story his master told. The story of how Tashig, The Saviour, have replaced his corrupted brain with a human's one. The Wise Tashig was lucky to find a Zombie Scientist brain to replace his own. He has chosen a number of fellow strong built male zombies and attractive swift female zombies, and, by killing a number of intelligent humans, replaced brains of brothers and sisters with theirs.

The Saviour has taken the 20 re-birthed zombies and the rest of his race into Amber Forest. The foolish humans, happy to have survived the zombies' plague, never touching the leaves of Amber Forest, were ignorant to the powerful enemy growing behind the forbidden trees.

Tashig with his 20 followers have sacrificed the rest of their race, unable to control or save them. They have first used them to scare and kill any curious humans, and when the human leaders marked Amber Forest a forbidden land, they have used their fellow corrupt brothers and sisters to repair their ruined faces and to fill their empty stomaches.

The zombie race was never one to carry emotions, their curse was more a blessing, for they had the guts to eat their fellow brothers and sisters for the greater good of their race. And that made Tashig a God to the newly born race of zombies.

Now it was time for Kadli to fulfill his God's prophecy, with Tashig's shadow over his shoulder, he shall revenge the zombie race for their years of suffering by the human monsters.

Today, the sky is black.