Ari (Child of the Beastman Goddess)

My name is Kim Ahri and for the first time in my 30 years of life, I can finally achieve my dream of having an international vacation not related to work.

My destination is the City of Love, Paris.

Romantic isn't it?

If you are asking if I am traveling with my boyfriend..

I'll say..

HELL NO!!! I am traveling alone but not lonely.

Yes, I know it is awkward for a single since birth person like myself to travel to the City of Love alone, but I don't care. I just want to travel hoping to finally find my soulmate elsewhere despite my special condition.

Yes, the reason I am single since birth is because I have androphobia. But that's okay, because I am diligently undergoing therapy and medications since forever.

I woke up early in the morning to finalize my preparation and set out early to check-in at the airport.

I was so excited during the flight...

Not knowing...

That it will be the last flight I will ever have in my entire life.

I took my medications upon boarding the plane because a man was seated beside my designated seat.

I sat down beside the window, pulled up the hood of my jacket and took a nap.

I woke up due to the commotion. I was shocked and confused.

There were hijackers aboard the plane.

I was panicking in my mind and my heart was beating so fast. My anxiety is already overwhelming me as one of the hijackers pointed his gun against my head.

The man yelled to me demanding me to pull down my hood, remove my jacket and hand it over along with my bag.

I was trembling while silently telling myself, "RIP Happy travel. Why am I so unfortunate?"

I instantly obeyed the man's demand, but as I pulled down my hood and removed the jacket, I felt the urge to puke.

"OMG not now!" I whispered to myself because I was afraid to provoke the man.

I pulled myself together as I gave him my jacket and my bag.

He suddenly grabbed my pale and numbing face, then looked intently while smirking with his lustful eyes. I tried to struggle as I mumbled to my mind, "Oh my goodness! I can't hold it any longer!"

I suddenly vomited on his face as I fainted in fright while thinking "RIP my dear life this may be the end. Sorry mom, I think I won't be able to come back home alive"

I don't know how he reacted after I fainted, but I felt like my body was thrown over then an old woman held me while trembling and mumbling as if praying using a language I am not familiar with.

I still couldn't feel anything due to numbness but the last thing I remember was that the plane suddenly lost its control as the pilot was shot dead then I fainted again due to hyperventilation and panic.

I didn't even know if I died due to a plane crash or due to cardiac arrest triggered by my condition.

Well, rest in peace my dear self, rest in peace. I still regret not being able to find love during my past life.

"Damn it! Why me? Why am I so unlucky? Oh dear God, what sin did I do to deserve such life? I only wanted to finally live a normal life and finally find the special someone I can share the rest of my life with. But why? Why do you detest me so much to the point I am unable to find my soulmate and experience what love is? Why?" I yelled and mumbled to the air while I was in the abyss as was slowly sucked into a wormhole.

I woke up in a dark, cramped and damp place.

"Am I alive? Or is this the afterlife?" I thought to myself.

It's so slimy, but I can hear some people mumbling and chatting from the distance outside this wall like thing.

I feel like I am trapped inside a capsule or shell like thing.

I tried stretching out as much as I can and felt like I was breaking out into some kind of shell.

A few moments later; I finally broke out of the shell and realized that I was inside an egg. I looked around and saw a few more eggs that are clustered in a group that varies in number. I was too tired to crawl out from the shell so I lay down on my tummy like babies do.

I think I became a baby as I looked at my tiny little chubby arms.

However, why did I come out of an egg? Where am I? Did I die and was reborn into an unknown world?

"Ooodjee! Wah iihh hee!? (OMG! What is this?!)", I shouted.

I was so frustrated as I realized that I really turned into a baby.

I tried to crawl out from the shell, then after a few tries, I was gasping for air due to exhaustion. I yawn a few times and almost fell asleep.

"Ahgu! Daeet!(Argh! Dang it!)" I shouted frustratingly as I lay flat on the tummy.

I sleepily, looked at the egg shell parts that I broke and noticed that I was placed on top of a blue furry animal pelt blanket and is isolated from the other eggs.

I heard footsteps approaching, but I couldn't see their faces clearly as I uncontrollably shut my eyes slowly to sleep.

Though half asleep, I can hear a commotion while I was being held by a familiar yet firm warmth.

From the side, I can hear a voice of a woman arguing with the crowd as the person holding me stayed silent yet caressing my hair as if reassuring me that everything will be okay.

I can't understand what they are saying as they are speaking a language I never heard of. The only thing I know is that they are arguing about me.

I dozed off a few times before I was able to wake myself up. I opened my eyes and angrily looked at them.

"Ewo eeh ek! (WTF! What is going on?!)", I shouted as if scolding everyone.

Silence suddenly surrounded the room as they all looked shocked upon seeing my eyes.

They suddenly bowed down praising words I couldn't even understand. At that moment, I finally realized that I was reborn into a world of beastmen.

OMG! This jerk of a God really is playing tricks on me. Why am I transmigrated into a world like this? Why do these beasts; or men; or orcs; or whatever they are, treat me like a pest in a few moments, then bowed down in front of me the next second? Are they crazy or am I crazy?

I was reincarnated in a world that only exists in novels.

A normal beastman has two forms which are passive and aggressive form.

Passive form is their human or human like form while their aggressive form is their beast form.

A female beastman is hatched with natural passive form. They have no ability to transform into their aggressive form even if they cultivate their bodies.

Only a few females are born every generation, so they are expected to accommodate multiple spouses.

Unlike humans, they lay eggs after a few weeks of their estrous period. The more their spouses are, the more eggs they can produce.

The newly hatched beastmen are called hatchlings until they turned 7 and shall be called cubs. Then they shall be called younglings as soon as they turned 13 until they turned 17.

A normal female undergoes estrus or a state wherein sexual arousal is heightened once a year only and not all hatchlings can make it to adulthood, so most tribes focus on reproduction to maintain the necessary manpower to survive.

Male beastmen are naturally hatched in their aggressive form and will be able to transform into their passive form once they reached the age of 7 where they are required to attend school with all the other cubs, male or female ages 7 above, under the supervision of the elders of the tribe.

Younglings ages 13-15 shall then start helping in any chores in the tribe; such as hunting, cooking, taking care of the hatchlings in the nursery and a lot more.

A female youngling also starts experiencing estrous during this period and so the male and female younglings are separated during mating season to prevent unnecessary impregnation of younglings.

Even though female younglings undergo estrous, they are not yet prepared for reproduction and risk of death is inevitable. Any male at any age caught assaulting a female youngling during their estrous shall be exiled to the tribe.

Once the young beastman turns 16, he or she is considered an adult and is required to participate in the yearly courtship ritual until he or she could find a spouse and shall be wed at the end of the ritual.

The ritual lasts for 7 days. During the first three days, participants are observed by the elders for physical rejection before they can proceed with the ritual. There were cases before about physical rejection between the participants despite their claim of willingness to be tied together and ended up having no offsprings.

The females are only required to attend the ritual once, but they can still be invited by their suitors on the succeeding years. The invitation can be accepted or rejected by the female.

A tree house is provided by the elders to each female upon reaching adulthood. They are expected to be taken care of by their males.

Any female who is identified as infertile shall be sent to the temple of the beast goddess where they are expected to serve the disabled or abandoned beasts while their current spouses shall be freed from their spousal ties and are allowed to find another female.

Males hunt for food while females process and cook the food to be distributed to each family. The elders teach the young beastmen how to hunt and do chores.

The strongest male in the tribe is called the Alpha and is expected to lead the tribe and solve any issue that concerns the tribe. The other males can invite the Alpha for an official duel during peace season and the winner shall be acknowledged as the new alpha.

Any duel held pass or prior the peace season can be announced as void unless the current alpha agreed to the succession.

If the Alpha died due to any reason, their spouse shall succeed and a battle royal shall be held on the succeeding peace season to determine the new Alpha.

My father, Lev, is the current Alpha of the tribe. He is a rare white lion and is the strongest in the tribe. He has soft platinum-silver hair. His eyes are like a pair of amber colored gems that glisten when it's dark. Yes, his eyes are scary at night that sometimes I screamed at the top of my lungs every time he suddenly appears out of nowhere. There is a long scar on the side of his forehead across his left eyebrows that he got when he dueled the previous Alpha. He has a fit, but muscular body that can make every female from the tribe drool and fall for him if only he was not wed to my mother.

My mother, Freya, was the most beautiful female in the tribe. She has a soft and wavy honey blonde hair that bounces elegantly in her every move. Her sapphire eyes glisten in the light like a brilliant gem.

My mother has 2 more male partners beside my father; Drake, a black snake and Dov, a brown bear. She loves the other two males despite my father being the Alpha. She loves her children, but she is indifferent to my father, which breaks my heart.

I have four siblings; they are Lindie, Askook, Orson and Bjorn. Lindie and Askook are snake cubs while Orson and Bjorn are bear cubs. Orson and Lindie, my only sister, where hatched 3 years ago while Askook and Bjorn were hatched last year. There were two more eggs to be hatched, but their gender is yet to be known.

My parents and some elder females take turns on taking care of me. I was not brought to the nursery like the other hatchlings for some reasons.

It is only a few days after my rebirth, but I can slowly understand the language used in the tribe.

Even though I still couldn't move my body freely. I finally realized that this body has a passive-aggressive form. It means that even though I am a female, my passive form has features similar to the passive form of males. It is an isolated case and no other case was known all throughout the history of the world of beastman. Another thing that puzzled everyone was that I was the only known winged lion birthed by a lion beastman even though there are existing winged lion beastmen, they belong to a separate race from the lion beastmen.

There were rumors after my egg hatched saying that my mother secretly mated and formed an informal relationship with an unknown winged lion beastman from an unknown tribe behind my father's back. Even so, despite the rumors, my father trusted my mother and believed in her because a mark they called insignia shall be present on the male's chest once he impregnated a female until the egg hatches. It indicates the condition of the little cub inside the egg.

Only males have the ability to transfer the energy that is needed to hatch an egg. The transmission of energy to an egg is called incubation.

My father nurtured my egg from the first day until the day I hatched so he was sure that I am his daughter. He named me Ari even before my egg hatched.

My previous name 'Arhi' was a name meaning gorgeous, while the name 'Ari' given by father Lev was usually given to males that has a meaning 'Lion of God'. I had no idea why he gave me a male name despite knowing that I am a female. Even so, I love it since it is a name similar to my name on my previous life despite the difference of meaning.

Similar to my father; I have a platinum-silver hair, a pair of white lion ears, a lion tail and a pair of amber colored eyes. No one can dispute the similarities of our physical appearance on my passive-aggressive form and my father's passive form except for my white wings.

One time, my father accompanied the group who was tasked to hunt for food so the other male partner of my mom, Dov, was left in the house to help my mother with the chores. He also helped my mother in taking care of me since I was not placed in the nursery due to my odd appearance.

However, an inevitable thing happened during the absence of my father. After my mom fed me with milk, she asked her male partner to carry me so that she could prepare for my bath and my clothing.

He carefully held me in his arms despite the dislike that was clearly shown in his expression. I was sure he disliked me despite the care he was showing since I was only a few days old hatchling. I also disliked him because I hate males except my father Lev, who has a personality similar to my father in my previous life.

Despite my dislike of him, I had no power to retaliate since I couldn't control my body properly yet, because I am technically a newborn baby. Unfortunately, I felt like my stomach flipped over the moment my skin touched his body and I threw up all the milk that I drank on his tanned pectorals that made his expression change from dislike to extreme disgust.

I then started to feel like something overwhelming was choking me till I lost my consciousness. I can faintly hear my mom and her male spouse's panicking voices as they called the elders for help.

After the elder healer named Loni confirmed that I was indeed allergic to males not related in blood; I was isolated indefinitely until they could figure out a cure for my illness and was treated like a plagued patient. I was only allowed to be taken care of by the female elders and my parents. Everyone was so puzzled to the negative reaction I showed to any physical contact on all male excluding my father and my siblings.

My mother started to become indifferent to me after that incident and my parents started to drift apart. I wasn't even sure if the reason was my illness or was it another issue that happened to overlap with the incident. They are still officially married, but they no longer interact unless necessary.

I was sad with the set up despite receiving love from my father and the elder healer. Even though my mother was allowed to take care of me, I was gradually abandoned especially after two more male siblings hatched from their eggs a few months after. They were named Arthur, a bear hatchling, and Sarff, a snake hatchling.

Most of the members of the tribe despised my existence and looked at me like a wasted piece of meat just because of my unique appearance. I was constantly alienated and bullied even by young adults.

I wanted to scream on their faces at that time.

However, what came out from my mouth was "ak uh ada uhhas! (F*ck you mother f*ckers!)", while crying in frustration.

I was almost thrown outside the tribe after multiple debates if it was not because of my father being the Alpha.

"Teh at eehas! (Take that b*tches!)", I mumbled as I raise my middle finger into the air.

My father loved me dearly that he did his best not to be suppressed by the other males to protect his position and to protect me.

I tried my best to adapt rapidly to survive and prepare for any unavoidable circumstances.

As soon as I turned 5 years old; I was able to hide my ears, wings and tail making me look more normal and was finally allowed to step outside the healer's house.

My father crafted a few pairs of leather gloves, cloaks and a mask for me to wear. It helped me tremendously in dealing with my special condition.

Due to the cloak, leather gloves and the mask crafted by my father, I was able to live like a normal beastman and was able to handle unavoidable physical contact with males specially when playing and doing chores.

At the age of 6, I learned how to sew and make my own clothes despite so many failed attempts since I was not used to the tools available in this world.

My father brought me all the best pelt he got from every hunting so I was able to sew my own long sleeved shirt, skirt and fitted pants when I turned 7 though it didn't look similar to the clothes I used to wear on my previous life. It looks shabbier and primitive.