The War of the Unicorn Hybrids

The world ended the day they arrived. From a distant planet, they came—monsters beyond our worst nightmares. These were not the graceful unicorns of fairy tales, but horrific hybrids of unicorns and centaurs, driven by an ancient, seething hatred. They came to conquer us, and our lives have never been the same. I’m Galactica, 25, with bright red hair and green eyes. I wear a black hoodie and black-blue sweatpants. I never imagined I’d become a soldier, but when they descended, there was no escape.