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Cultivator in the Beastworld

~No NTR/Yuri/Excessive Gore~ You've seen tons of stories about humans going to other fantasy worlds to journey through hardships and tribulations. Using whatever system, skills, tools, or whatever else to achieve greatness or infamy. There are even piles of stories of angels, demons (succubi), goblins, skeletons, and even a necromancer or two. But have you ever heard of the Beastworld? A world entirely filled with beastkin of all different shapes, sizes, and genus from the most common ratkin to fantastical ones like the Moontide Phoenixkin. Beastkin aren't the only inhabitants of this world, however. Ferocious and deadly Savage Beasts do not have the more humanoid body or intelligence that the beastkin have. But instead are terribly strong of body and still control an immense amount of the savage lands. Journey alongside a young beastkin who from the moment of his imminent death, journeys this world as one of the few, if not the only weapon cultivator in the beastworld.

Puresol · Eastern
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Alexandrite

"The Naga are a very loyal bunch. They have been the ones to follow me for the longest of all my Tribe.

When I had first stumbled upon them, they were but a small handful of seakin, but look at them now. Proud and strong but have not grown arrogant with their newfound reputation.

So? What do you think of Alexandrite, my dear Crimson Princess?"

Still in a daze from the sight and explanation of bloodlines she had never even heard about before, Ember blurted out. "Alexandrite?"

"Oh right, you probably don't know about it. It has been only recently that we finally finished building the thing. Delixi put all his effort into designing the city and architecture while my Tribe is a bit on the dull side but they are quite efficient workers when given enough 'encouragement'.

Anyway, I know you most likely do not care much for the sights. Unfortunately, even as the Tribe Leader, certain procedures must be followed.