prologue
Disclaimer: I own my ideas and my powers.
Our tale begins with a minor change. A butterfly flapping his winds, so to speak. This is the story of how said butterfly changed his and so many others' worlds.
Before we start, I feel you should find a little more about the world on your journey. This planet has the name Neverim. Neverim contains little technology, but one fifth of the planet's power has the ability to make fifty three earths.
The five castes, vampire, werewolf, ghost, ghoul, and others, work in a confusing, yet simpler than our own, manner. For one, the vampire and ghoul castes essentially conquered Neverim. You see, vampires can absorb the others' powers. Other than that, they do have the ability to make ghouls. With the powers, and ghouls, of, on average, hundreds of others, they, of course, conquer it. They are dependent on the others not just for power, they need others to live. Here, the cliché vampire comes into play. Of course, I wonder: what would they eat in our world?
The next one down, the werewolves, have less power but, when a decent werewolf is at their weakest (a new moon) they can still defeat several others in their beast form. In fact, the best one, at the full moon, could beat several vampires who have absorbed 10 others. They really deserve their number two spot.
The ghost caste has the cliché abilities. You know, they can walk through walls, possession, etc… Also, they are only a few lucky individuals who have won the ghost lottery! (Note: not actual lottery)
Finally, we get the others. They have a variety of powers that are relatively useful. Some are useful for battle, some for life. They get the chance of becoming a much more powerful ghost! (We don't know if they keep their living powers)
And now we begin with a the essence of a vampire, a werewolf, a ghost, and a lot of others getting dropped off at Kings Cross Station.