I actually “created” a lot of series when I was young. Heck, I even created a whole bunch of alternate versions of myself from all those different settings. I was once a ghost, an echidna, a half-elf, a pony-sitter, or even a freakin' anthromorphic drosophila (by the way “drosophila” is just a fancier way to call a “fruit fly”). And don't even get me started on that alternate universe where I had three daughters in the future who came back in time just to teach me how to take care of myself. I don't know whether the idea sounds good or bad, but it was excuted in a reeeeally cliche and cringy way. Ugh.
One series I am kinda proud of is a pretty light-hearted series called “six wild fruits”. It sounds really weird as a name but trust me, it would make sense in the context. And by “in the context” I mean “among my high school classmates