I am human, but at the same time, I'm not.
I struggle with who I am in general, because of what I am. Hybrid.
Some people, if they find out, call me a crossbreed. Others call me a bastard. Sometimes a mule. In good times, an amalgam. But I like hybrid.
My name is Duysek Murdock, but no one cares anyway, until I met her. She was strange and unique. She didn't care who I was. She saved me by endangering herself.
Sometimes I wished I didn't get her in the mess of my life, dealing with many deaths and drama...
This is my life and I'm older than what I look.
I am a Hybrid, the One and Only one.
(I'm still editing this book and I'm sorry in advance if I take a while. Just remind me! Plz)