As the beast’s around me dispersed to go kill some more humans, the adrenaline and rage seeped away and with it the full brunt of what I just did. I could barely make it into another room as my whole breakfast and lunch exited out of stomach, my mouth burning with the strong taste of acid.

“Did I really just… was that really me?” I said aloud while puking into a pot. I realize I’m not the best of men but killing a child? That goes far beyond what I wished to do. They are defenseless and innocent.

The second that thought went through my mind rage coursed through my head, making it cloudy.

“They are not innocent!” A voice said in my head.

“What did they do to deserve being killed like that?” I asked mentally

“THEY TREATED US AS IF WE WERE NOTHING BUT SLAVES! USED US AS SEX TOYS FOR THEIR PERVERTED DESIRES! SO WHAT IF IT HAPPENS TO THEM! THEY DESERVE IT!” The voice screamed in my head. I couldn’t say anything back.

Truth was they did deserve it but it didn’t make it that much easier for me to kill them. I walked back back towards the throne, looking at the two dead bodies of the children I killed. Indescribable grief went through me as I looked at them but somewhere deep in my heart I knew that this was the right choice.

As the saying goes, An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth, and a life for a life.

“Zayan!” I yelled, shocked I forgot about her. I rushed down the stairs, jumping down at extreme speeds. I rushed through the city, ignoring the screams of humans as they were pulled from hiding by beasts.

When I reached the tent- or more precisely where the tent should be- all I saw were smashed cages and the like scattered around, the beasts wanting to destroy their previous chains. I rushed towards the door, not wanting to see the broken hinges and the smashed wood lying around it. I reached the bottom in a single four legged leap, my paws and claws skidding on stone. I didn’t want to admit it. I looked back and forth throughout the room multiple times but just saw the cold, unforgiving stone walls looking back at me.

Zayan was gone. She was dead.

“No, don’t jump to conclusions” I told myself. I looked around the room, noting the complete lack of bloodstains aside from the ones on the chains from the sla-beastwomen captives.

As much as I sniffed I couldn’t smell her scent in the air anywhere. It was like she completely disappeared. I rushed back upstairs, looking for a beastwoman. I quickly spotted a cheetah beastwoman ripping the testicles off of a male human. I winced in ghost pain but pressed on.

Such was my love for Zayan.

I grabbed her by the arms and spun her towards me. She looked like she was about to attack me but when she saw my golden eyed gaze drilling into her she stopped immediately.

“Have you seen a dark elf with snow white hair? Possibly accompanied by a fox?” I frantically asked, accidentally using my homeworlds language. I was about to ask again but she suddenly said

“You can speak feline? And no, I haven’t seen any dark elf with white hair.” She exclaimed, surprised that I speak feline.

Which I don’t.

I was going to tell her I didn’t when a loud scream pierced the air.

“Zayan!” I immediately thought. I rushed towards the sound of the noise, breaking through anything that got in my way.

I was more than a little disappointed when all I saw was a couple of humans protecting their child from a gang of beastwomen. I watched with avid curiosity the struggle between the two. The man was a skinny little thing, definitely under 130 pounds. He had a few pounds of muscle on him but it was nothing in the face of creatures born for fighting. He punched a beastwoman in the face, to which she just laughed. She grabbed his arm and with a loud roar ripped the arm off, causing blood to spew everywhere.

I switched back into my yeti form. I didn’t like staying in other forms for too long. Home is where the heart is, after all.

“GAAAH!!!” The man screamed, clenching his non existing arm. The was screaming constantly now, as if that would make her attackers go away. Instead the noise just made the beastwoman angrier, harshly kicking the mother in the back.

I wondered why I wasn’t helping them. I mean, I used to be human. I too was once a weak and fragile being, only becoming strong through rigorous mountain climbing training.

Speaking of that, I need to go and climb a mountain. Maybe it’d relieve some stress

The man was getting kicked and punched around like a doll, being used as nothing more than a toy.

Karma’s a bitch huh?

I watched as one of the beastwoman gripped the mans testicles, causing him to scream in pain. In one smooth motion they ripped off his pants, leaving his considerable sized member hanging out in the open.

To my shock the beastwoman used a furry paw to stroke the mans member. Even in pain the man could react to an arousing situation. His arm was still bleeding and I could tell in a few minutes he would die from blood loss.

One of the other beastwomen grabbed the wife by her head and forcibly wrenched it up, along with her eyes.

She was forced to watch in stark horror as her husband had his member swallowed by a beastwoman vagina, moaning in pleasure as he was ridden in the streets. Her face was truly a sight to behold. Tears, snot and puke lined her face as she was forced to watch her husband be pleasured by another woman, and to top it off from the sound of his voice he loved it!

Suddenly her eyes got this dull look into them, signaling that she just snapped. She fell backwards, leaving the child she was tightly clutching shivering in fear and out in the open. The beastwoman were screaming in joy as the woman fell back, unable to withstand the shock.

“Cruel” I thought. Not only are we destroying them physically, but also mentally. Suddenly the child looked straight at me, her red eyes looking at me like a piercing sword.

The child had short red hair that went down to her ears, going no farther. She had small ears and a small nose, though her tomboyish features made her look good with them. But that wasn’t the shocking thing that I saw. The left half of her face was completely burned, as if someone dipped her in fire only on her left side. It was a mesh of ugly flesh. I began to walk towards them, my eyes never leaving the girls.

I paid no attention to the beastwomen, only staring at the child. When I reached her I simply stared at her left side, intrigued by the burnt flesh. She didn’t cringe or flinch away, not even to hide her face in shame. She simply stared at me, her eyes never leaving mine.

“Who are you!” A beastwoman to my left snarled.

“Stop! He is the one who set us all free and free’d the beasts from the cages! He is the only reason we are free!” A beastwoman to the right of me said.

I looked towards the left one, seeing a proud fox with it’s tail cut off. When she noticed me staring she growled but didn’t do anything else. I looked to my right and saw the avian who bowed to me first when I was on the throne, then saw a wolf beastwoman with green fur.

I looked back at the child, ignoring them.

“Why do you not fear me?” I asked her. The 10 guards I was “Escorted” by couldn’t stop shivering in my presence yet a mere child can return my stare

“What is their to fear when all thats left is death?” She asked, shocking me

“Do you not fear death?” I asked

“Do you fear the unknown?” She suddenly asked. After thinking about it I said

“No I do not. Advancing through the unknown has lead us where we are today”

“Exactly. So why should I fear death?All it is is another unknown” She said with a pair of cold eyes.

“Then I shall make it unknown to you no longer” I told her. I grabbed her by the throat with two fingers and lifted up. I was shocked to see that she was crippled, her legs also burnt and horribly scarred. Without another word I crushed her body, sending it to meat paste within seconds.

“Three children… though I don’t know if I should count that as a child. After all, without legs it can hardly be considered living. Without free will nothing can be considered living”

For the rest of the day I searched around the kingdom, looking everywhere and anywhere for Zayan

After searching the whole kingdom twice- which wasn’t hard considering nearly all the building were destroyed- leaving me with no option but to return to the castle. To my surprise it was packed full of beastwomen celebrating their freedom. Large chunks of meat and a few vegetables were strewn around a large banquet table in front of the throne. Women were chatting happily amongst each other, playing games and dancing around now that they were free.

When they saw me standing in the doorway all noise ceased to exist.

I stared at them, my gaze encompassing the whole throne in an instant.

“What do you plan to do now that you are free?” I asked curiously. For minutes no one spoke, simply looking at each other and collecting their thoughts. Suddenly a voice from within the crowd which I recognized said

“I.. no, possibly WE would wish to follow you. I assume that this isn’t a One time thing. We would be a great addition to your cause and would obey your every command” The avian girl said, making her way through the people.

“You wish to help me?” It wasn’t even a question. I looked into the eyes of all these women, seeing pain and rage in their hearts. Indignation at what has been done to them.

“So you wish to help me… fine. But in doing so you must accept me as your king, your leader. You must obey every wish and command I give out, whether it is selfish or not. Do you still wish to join?” I asked

The avian woman got down on one knee, lowering her head and bowing to her king. One by one the women did this, all bowing at me.

“So this is what it feels like to be a king…” I thought.

“I will take that as a yes… now for my first assignment” I began. They were clearly shocked to get a mission so soon. I shrunk down to ram form. I liked the deep voice it gave out, even deeper than the yeti’s voice. The women watched in bewilderment as this 17 foot tall giant changed his shape and form into a beastman ram, his white fur giving him a majestic look.

“You can change shape!?” A woman from the crowd yelled in shock

“Yes” I replied simply

“HOW!?” Another screamed

“I.. I was chosen. Chosen by…” Now that I think of it, I didn’t know her name. That damned seductive bitch that gave me these powers never told me her name.

“I do not know her name to tell you the truth. All I know is that she gave me a fraction of her powers, allowing me to do this” I said while motioning to my body

“That is amazing!” A woman said. The women had mixed reactions to this, but none of them dared to show a face of disgust in front of this powerful creature.

“You said something about an assignment?” The avian woman asked, eager to get back on task.

“Oh yes.... Leave” I said simply

“Huh?” A shocked and confused reply came

“You heard me. Leave. If you wish to assist me then go back to where you came from. FInd your husbands, friends,children. Anyone that you know and then pass this message around “The Progenitor is alive, and is going to change this world for the better. Beastmen young and old, I implore you to fight. Fight for freedom against the oppression we are facing at human hands. I am powerful by myself, but stronger with others. So I ask you again, will you stay in the shadows, hiding like a coward? Or will you arm yourself for war and live without fearing that your children could be taken away any moment? JOIN ME! JOIN ME IN MY FIGHT AGAINST THE HUMANS!”“ I finished, taking in a big gulp of air to replenish my lungs.

“When morning comes you will leave and spread this message to every corner of the continent. I advise you to grab everything you absolutely need and then leave. I have no doubt in my mind that the humans have gotten wind of what has happened here and are preparing an army to attack us with” I said.

“We accept!” The beastwomen said at once.

“Good” I thought. Now to find Zayan.

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Zayan’s Pov

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Like the cliffhanger? Haha, hope you enjoyed! As I said, I got two chaps out :D Though this one is kind of short :P