Contains: Graphic Violence; Mentions of Sex and Sexuallity; Mentions of Slavery; Mentions of Torture; Some Homophobia because a teenager doesn’t quite get it there, wasn’t actually any malice in that; Some actuall Homophobia, but later on and those get violently executed. Also I wan’t always monogamous, but this story is definitely far from any of that ‘harem’-stuff.  This is the Story of the Shifter. My Story. A Story that gets a bit dark at times, but I haven’t considered my life a tragedy for quite some time, so my Story isn’t all doom and gloom.  Who am I? As the name suggests I am a Shapeshifter. The best there is, as long as you don’t ask my bestie.  The first Book chronicles how I became a Shapeshifter, how I first shed my Humanity, how I first brushed up with forces I couldn’t comprehend, how I first found and lost love. Also there’s a few pretty sick fights in there, if I do say so myself. My personal Combat Style around shapeshifting makes those actually interesting to write about. An old buddy of mine was an Assassin, he stopped writing his memoirs after the one thousandth ‘And then I stabbed them’. Anyway, I am going off topic. Give my book a try, maybe you’ll have half as much fun reading it, as I did thinking about writing it. Or at least twice as much as I had actually writing it. Schedule: I want to get chapters out slow and steady, but I won’t start touching the finished chapters in my backlog, until the associated book is finished to my satisfaction. As long as the finished books are still in reserve, I’ll push out one chapter a week. Currently two books are finished.   P.S.: I am an ancient Shapeshifter of tremendous power and knowledge, so obviously English isn’t my first language. Please do excuse any errors, I may have been thinking in Changi, or Greek, or whatever. P.P.S: I have mastered many skills over my travels, but I've always sucked at drawing. If anyone wants to make a cover for my book, I would be able to offer some of your earth currencies in return.