Rough Draft:
Once in the world belonged all types of adventurers, those who were human, lizardmen, or overall from a different race. The world was divided into territories, always in need of those to risk their lives to fight or do quests for rewards. In a small area of cohabitation between those of humans and animal people, their race/tribe/group known as "Animealia", which was a small "town" that was "close" to Elven kingdom. (There those of Lycan, Meifwas, Birbs, Lizardmen, Draconan, and other animal genes basically apart of this group..) They didn't mean for any trouble, until..strangers of another hidden nation came to suddenly attack and burned the forest area of those who lived in the "town". Those who came about were a group of demons and trolls, along with a demon pirate leader who simply wished to burn everything in his path til it was his.
A resemblance of a wolf (Lycan), and a leopard (Meifwa) were caught and held hostage along with the humans and several other "Animelians". The leader requested to bring those who were hostage to be set in the "cage". They were all set inside carriages that appeared like the pieces were taken from boats, sand still managing to slip along as they were taken to a underground cave that seemed to be unknown of. The leader soon caused them to breed, seeking if he could achieve the power he craved for in one of the outcomes. Those who didn't wish to obey his command were slaughtered (or used for his own personal pleasure if they were female). There were countless children born from female humans, due to the semen of those who were from animal descendant .
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Amelia's Version:
Unlike them..my beginning's were different. As dragons commenced and created the mortal realm we possess ourselves on, those who were of different race traveled forth to try not to be held captive from the "Dark Lord". He was a truly dark King that was appointed with a piece of a dragon's soul, how he got it nobody knew. Our village was within the forest and the closest area would be the Elven territory, and as I was a child there were rumors that the "Dark Lord" had himself elven children..each from a different nation. Our town..we were smart enough to make tree houses and survive above, but those were only able to go up there if they possessed animal features. I'm part of the Animalea tribe, and these stories were always passed down from each generation...however..I was genetically made. These stories..were told to me from those who escaped and witnessed the terror that the Dark Lord did to our town. He took all those who had animal features and forced them down into a cave like dungeon. Taking in all of the ejaculated semen that was released to suddenly be forced into certain women and were forced to hold a child in their vessel. Those who couldn't make any children were killed, any who objected were slaughtered, and those who were used up died out of exhaustion. As I stated earlier...I was made, tailored to a selfish need to simply make themselves a warrior like no other. I grew up in a closed room..only to be let out to train or to be fed. My mother? I only remember being of Mei'fwa bloodline which is a feline trait. My father? A lycan bloodline, which consists of canine traits. And me? I'm both..a mix, a forbidden one that could've died amongst being born..but I survived...And with that survival..I escaped.
Me now? Well..Let's just say..I'm trying to overcome obstacles and avenge those of my tribe from the Dark Lord. Oh, and not get captured.
