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"What an absurd monstrosity..."
"Such a rarity..."
"I've never seen anything like it before, look at those ears!"
"Such a rarity..."
"I've never seen anything like it before, look at those ears!"
Words I hear on a daily basis, being a lycanthrope of a different form. But you were wondering about me, well then... what is it you wish to know?
My past? My appearance? My good deeds and my sins?
My past is a long one, filled with terrible things aswell as beautiful ones. I've seen the world, I've been locked up, I've loved and I've lost. I've been violated, mutilated, still remaining gorgeous though my skin tells more than one story.
It started when I was born in a tribe, far away from the human's wretched claws and their greedy little eyes and hands. Far away from civilisation. Inbetween the valley's I was born, in a tribe with wolves just like me. We lived happily, not a care in the world as the daily trainings commenced and life's little pleasures soon made way for life's little horrors.
Microscopic parasites escaped from the labs where some of the lycanthropes tested and developed new medicine and methods of healing each day. They became a plague, destroying everything in their path; only few managed to escape just to die a little later still infected with the Kuri-parasite.
I fled my home and joined a gypsy clan. They tought me the language I currently speak, they tought me to hide myself, take care of myself, to protect myself.
Till one day, I was seventeen at the time, our camp got run over by some scientists who held a laboratory closeby; a secret one. They were conducting the most terrifying experiments there, manipulating genes, skin, animals and humans all alike. And I was soon to become part of it all.
They had seen that I was potentially dangerous, locking me up behind steel-plated walls and triple-laid glass. The daily experiments started, I was being tested on how much heat a lycanthrope could take, what would happen if we would just remove her spine and replace it with a mechanical one, let's inhance her hearing, let's see what happens when she gets angry, and so forth. The day's were gruelling, I was always dead-tired when they finally left. And then the most horrendous experiment yet came.
They tied me down to a bench, legs spread wide, and inseminated me with human sperm; just to see the effect. Then they tossed me back to my cage and waited for a couple of months, nothing happened. To see how stress would help the gene process they started beating me with whips, chains and drugging me every so many days. Nothing happened.
I got angry, I got furious, I attacked the guards, the scientists, the other experiments and made my escape.
21 when I escaped, 23 now.
I'll never forget the times I spent there, I'll never forget how they treated me, what I owed that to. Just for being me, I have been violated, inseminated, manipulated, genetically enhanced, electronically enhanced and humiliated.
I'll never forget.
But a little sparkle of hope shone in my eyes when I met the one who could save my soul. A minotaur who goes by the name of Tagmort, his scent filling my nostrils with my younger years. He's the one who has trully set me free.
I love him dearly, my Tagmort.
"A wolf who wanted to fly.
How absurd, Such a rarity."
How absurd, Such a rarity."
" Hush little child, don't you say a word.
I'll take great care of you... sweet dreams "
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