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COMMENTS:
Kyndig[scribblehub]:Nice story so far, but i'd like clarification on something.
Is this story like the real world version while monster girl harem master and anthro hero vs anthromorphs or whatever is with humans in the mamono realm, like opposite sides of the portal or something like that?
Avip:Let me try to explain:
# LoveNexus Corp: Wellbeing Agent
The story takes place in a world similar to ours, where mamonos are beginning to arrive from their native dimension, the original Monster Girl Encyclopedia world.
# Isekai Gamer: Monster Girl Harem Master
This story is set directly in the Monster Girl Encyclopedia world. The protagonist comes from the normal human world and only has limited knowledge about the MGE universe.
# Anthrostate VS Isekai Hero
The story unfolds in a world where all males are human, and all females are anthros(No mamonos in this story). This concept, called the Anthrostate, has been explored in different ways by several authors across different platforms (note: I didn't invent this setting, I'm just a fan).
The protagonist was originally an ordinary human from the real world, but he was reincarnated into a fantasy isekai-style world. In the very first chapter, Marcus defeats the great villain and is then transported to the world where the main story actually takes place.
I hope I have helped to clarify your doubts, I know I need to improve a lot, and as English is not my first language this is not easy.
-S2-LoveNexus Corp. – Where Innovation and Love meet!-S2-
The press conference room is a sea of chaos and confusion. The air is charged with electricity, a mix of anxiety and expectation that makes the hairs on Kleber's neck stand on end. The space, originally designed to accommodate a hundred people, now holds twice that, each reporter fighting for a privileged position, a chance to have their questions heard.
Cameras flash incessantly, the strobing effect disorienting. Microphones are thrust forward, some clamped in stands, others held by hands trembling with emotion. Reporters shout, their voices overlapping in a deafening cacophony:
"Kleber, how do you feel being the only human in a company of monsters?"
"Felizia, are you a refugee from another world?"
"Kleber, are you afraid to work with such powerful creatures?"
"Felizia, is LoveNexus abusing your status as an extradimensional exile?"
Questions fly from all sides, some repeating, others lost in the turmoil. Kleber blinks, trying to process the flood of information. He looks at Felizia, who is sitting beside him, an expression of boredom on her face.
Kleber raises his hand, trying to calm the crowd.
"Please, silence. I need a little order before we begin."
But the voices only grow louder, each reporter desperate to be heard. Kleber feels frustration rising, his face flushes. Felizia, noticing his discomfort, leans closer.
"Want some help, humie?" The Manticore whispers.
Kleber nods yes, but the regret is instantaneous. Felizia turns to the crowd, a sadistic smile spreading across her face.
"Oh no." Kleber murmured, already fearful for asking the wild woman beside him for help, foreseeing what she was about to do.
The manticore inhales deeply, her lungs expanding, preparing for a powerful roar.
"SHUUT UUUUUUUUUUUUP!"
The deafening roar echoes through the room, a primal sound that vibrates in the guts of everyone present and the walls of the place. The silence that follows is immediate, the reporters freeze, eyes wide, mouths agape in shock.
Felizia, with an arrogant smile, turns to Kleber.
"There, chewtoy. Now you can speak." The manticore comments, slapping Kleber's butt.
SLAP!
"If you need anything else, just say the word and I'll skewer everyone in here." Adds the manticore.
Kleber feels his face burn with shame. He looks at the reporters, now attentive, but clearly shaken.
"Apologies for my..." Kleber hesitates, looking at Felizia, who maintains her smug smile. "My colleague's behavior. Now, we can begin."
Despite Kleber's words, the room remains silent, the reporters still recovering from the shock.
Kleber clears his throat, trying to regain composure.
"Well, let's start again. My name is Kleber Cruz, and I am the Wellbeing Agent for LoveNexus Corp. This is Felizia Bloodfang, my bodyguard."
He gestures to Felizia, who ignores Kleber, yawning in boredom. The room remains silent, the only sound a dry cough, quickly muffled by a trembling hand.
Kleber sighs, with exhaustion evident on his face.
"Once again, I apologize for Felizia's behavior, but I assure you she has no ill intentions towards any of you ladies and gentlemen."
"You don't know me." Felizia grumbles, crossing her arms, annoyed by Kleber's comment.
Ignoring the manticore's jab, Kleber looks at the reporters, waiting for someone to take the initiative. But the silence persists, the tension palpable. Kleber feels frustration growing, but keeps his voice calm.
"Please, feel free to ask your questions. We are here to clarify any doubts you may have."
The reporters exchange nervous glances, no one daring to be the first to speak. Felizia, noticing the hesitation, leans forward, her eyes fixed on the crowd.
"Come on, folks. Don't be shy." She says grinning. "Or would you prefer I choose someone?"
After a few drawn-out seconds, one of the reporters raises his hand.
"Yes, the gentleman in the fedora." Kleber says, pointing to the reporter.
The reporter, a middle-aged man with a worn fedora, raises his trembling hand holding the microphone.
"Miss Bloodfang, how did you arrive on planet Earth?"
Felizia turns slowly, her emerald green eyes fixed on the reporter. She says nothing, just staring, a smirk forming on her lips. The reporter shrinks back, fear evident in his eyes. Felizia, satisfied with the reaction, finally speaks.
"Well, humie... It was quite a mess. There I was, in the middle of a massacre, a thousand soldiers of the Chief God's Order lay at my feet, dead or agonizing in pain. The ground, a mix of blood and mud, slippery and hot. Suddenly, a portal opens right in front of me. I didn't have much choice, I was sucked straight here."
The room falls silent, reporters exchange nervous glances. Kleber, sensing the tension, intervenes.
"Felizia!" Kleber says, raising his voice, clearly annoyed by the manticore's act.
Blinking in surprise at the human's reaction beside her, Felizia sighs tiredly, but begins to speak the truth:
"Fine... the truth is I was taking a dump in the middle of the woods and a portal opened in front of me."
The tense silence that follows is not caused by fear, but by a mixture of surprise and disbelief. Reporters exchange glances, some stifling nervous laughter, others clearly uncomfortable with Felizia's brutal frankness.
Kleber, feeling the heavy atmosphere, turns to the manticore, irritation evident on his face.
"Felizia, please, don't say that kind of thing in public."
The manticore rolls her eyes, crossing her arms in a defensive gesture.
"Oh, for crying out loud... You complain when I try to sugarcoat the story, you complain when I tell the truth. What do you want, hummie?"
Kleber sighs, running a hand through his hair in a gesture of frustration.
"I want you to behave in a civilized manner, Felizia. I want you to not threaten people around, don't tell violent stories, just... be courteous."
Felizia snorts, a sound that mixes amusement and disdain.
"Courteous? I'm a manticore, Kleber. Violence and ferocity are normal for me." Felizia says, spreading her wings in irritation. "I'm not one of those neutered bitches who don't even seem like mamono anymore."
"Don't you dare disrespect the mamono of this planet." Kleber says in an uncommon display of courage.
Startled by the human's tone, Felizia closes her wings and hunches her shoulders, without taking her eyes off Kleber as he continues to speak.
"LoveNexus has mamonos of all types, each with their talents, personalities, and needs that make them special. All of them shed blood and sweat for the good of humanity, and you..." The human continues, standing up and pointing his finger at the manticore. "You were lucky enough to come to our world when so many need to negotiate, accept a job, and take security measures to even have a chance here."
The manticore shrinks into her seat, her emerald green eyes wide with surprise. Kleber, the human who until then seemed so fragile, so submissive, is now standing, his finger pointed in her direction, his voice firm and determined. She swallows hard, an almost imperceptible movement, but one that does not go unnoticed by the attentive reporters.
"Do you even comprehend that, Felizia?" Kleber's voice echoes through the room, a tone of authority she hadn't heard from him yet.
Felizia nods her head positively, a slow, almost reluctant gesture. Kleber keeps his gaze fixed on her, his expression serious.
"You have to understand that this isn't your world, Felizia. Here, you need to respect others, be civilized."
The manticore sighs, a tired, resigned sound. She looks away, her eyes fixed on the floor for a moment before looking back at Kleber.
"I... I'm sorry, Kleber. I didn't mean to offend anyone. It's just that... it's hard, you know? I'm not used to this. But you're right. I'll try, I promise."
Her voice is soft, almost a whisper, but it carries a sincerity that surprises even Kleber. He watches her for a moment, his serious expression softening.
"Thank you, Felizia. I know it's not easy, but it's important. We all have to learn to live together in harmony, to respect each other."
Kleber takes a deep breath, the tension in his shoulders lessening. He turns to the reporters, his expression now calmer, more controlled.
"I apologize for raising my voice. Sometimes, it's necessary to be firm so that everyone understands the importance of respect and civility."
The reporters exchange glances, the tension in the room beginning to dissipate as questions began to roll.
-S2-LoveNexus Corp. – Where Innovation and Love meet!-S2-
The camera turns on, the news begins. The Nightly News intro flashes on the screen, the theme music plays loud, urgent. The image cuts to the studio, where a woman in a dark suit and serious expression sits behind a glass desk. Behind her, a large screen displays the news channel's logo, next to a photo of Felizia Bloodfang, her green eyes shining, her wings spread in a menacing pose.
"Good evening," the anchor begins, her voice firm, professional. "Today's press conference, held by LoveNexus Corp, was marked by moments of tension and fear. The manticore mamono, Felizia Bloodfang, was the protagonist of scenes of aggression and savagery, with some alleging that the mamono was threatening the reporters present."
The camera zooms in on the anchor's face, her brown eyes fixed on the lens, her expression grave.
"Felizia, who arrived in our world through a dimensional portal not controlled by LoveNexus, proved to be hostile and dangerous. At various moments, the manticore threatened to attack journalists, using her strong body and her tail full of sharp spines to intimidate and threaten."
The screen splits, displaying a video of the press conference next to the anchor. Felizia is standing, wings spread, eyes gleaming with fury. The reporters in the audience flinch, some raising their hands in a defensive gesture. The manticore's roar echoes through the room, laden with anger and disdain.
"If you need anything else, just say the word and I'll skewer everyone in here." The manticore said in the playback.
The camera returns to the anchor, speaking in a firm tone.
"However, despite Felizia's aggression and savagery, Kleber Cruz, LoveNexus's Wellbeing Agent, managed to keep the situation under control."
The screen now shows Kleber, standing next to Felizia. The human, previously shy and withdrawn, now has his chest puffed out, his shoulders raised, his expression determined. Kleber's voice resonates, firm and authoritative.
"You have to understand that this isn't your world, Felizia. Here, you need to respect others, be civilized." The man said in the playback.
The camera focuses on Felizia, who shrinks into her seat, her eyes wide with surprise. The manticore, previously so aggressive, now seems almost submissive, her voice soft, almost a whisper.
"I... I'm sorry, Kleber. I didn't mean to offend anyone. It's just that... it's hard, you know? I'm not used to this. But you're right. I'll try, I promise." The mamono said in the playback.
The anchor returns to the screen, her expression now softer, calmer.
"After Kleber Cruz's intervention, Felizia Bloodfang rethought her behavior, apologizing to those present at the press conference. A surprising moment, showing the importance of respect and civility, even in a world where humans and mamono need to learn to coexist."
The camera zooms in on the anchor's face, her brown eyes shining, her expression determined.
"And so, once again, LoveNexus Corp shows its commitment to harmony and well-being, not only of the mamono, but of all of us. Kleber Cruz, the Wellbeing agent, proved that, with firmness and respect, it is possible to maintain order and civility, even in the face of the wildest and most dangerous creatures."
-S2-LoveNexus Corp. – Where Innovation and Love meet!-S2-
Yzhilde turns off the television, her face illuminated by the flickering light before the screen darkens. A sigh escapes her lips, laden with exhaustion and frustration.
The Lilim turns, facing the imposing figure of Felizia Bloodfang. The manticore, once so arrogant and aggressive, now trembles, her muscular body covered in sweat, her emerald green eyes wide with fear. She tries to hide behind Kleber, the human who, somehow, managed to tame the beast.
"Felizia, the beginning of that interview was so horrible…" Yzhilde begins, her voice low, but sharp as a blade. "I swear on my mother's name... I wanted nothing more than to rip your soul from your flesh, but yet keep it tethered by every screaming nerve, so you'd feel each exquisite agony I inflict, even as you drift helplessly through the astral veil."
Felizia shrinks even further, her eyes fixed on the ground, her body visibly trembling. The manticore, once a creature of pure aggression and savagery, now looks like a scolded child, her voice almost a whisper.
Yzhilde continues, a smile on her face, but her red eyes glowing with an intensity that makes the air around them crackle.
"But, luckily for your sorry existence, Kleber stood up against you."
Yzhilde's voice softens, the tone shifting from threatening to almost affectionate. She approaches Kleber, her steps light, yet each one resounding like thunder in Felizia's ears.
"Kleber Cruz, your benevolent, yet firm, stance did a great service to LoveNexus."
Yzhilde stops before him, her eyes fixed on Kleber's. The Lilim extends her hand, her long, elegant fingers gently touching Kleber's face. The touch is gentle, but there's an underlying firmness, a promise of contained power.
"I am grateful, Kleber. You showed that, even in difficult situations, it's possible to maintain calm and composure. That is something rare, something precious."
Kleber, surprised by the compliment, tries to maintain composure. His heart beats fast, but he manages to reply, his voice firm.
"I just did what I thought was right, Yzhilde. I couldn't let Felizia act that way in front of the media."
Yzhilde smiles, a genuine smile that lights up her face. She moves away from Kleber, turning her attention back to Felizia. The manticore, still trembling, looks up, meeting Yzhilde's gaze.
"Felizia, you have much to learn from Kleber. I hope you understand the importance of this."
Felizia, her voice almost a whisper, replies.
"I understand, Yzhilde. I... I'll do better. I promise."
Yzhilde nods, still smiling.
Yzhilde tilts her head, her red eyes gleaming with dangerous curiosity.
"Felizia, before we proceed, I need to know: Did Kleber promise anything in exchange for your cooperation in the interview?"
The question hangs in the air, laden with tension. Felizia, until then cowering, abruptly changes. Her emerald green eyes gleam with ill-contained excitement, a wide, malicious smile spreading across her face.
"Oh, he did promise!"
Felizia's voice is a purr, full of anticipation. She straightens up, her muscular body vibrating with repressed energy.
"He said that if I behaved, I could milk him dry!"
Felizia's smile is almost maniacal, her white, sharp teeth gleaming in the dim light of the room. The manticore looks at Kleber, her eyes full of desire and expectation.
Yzhilde, observing the scene, maintains her composure. A tender, almost maternal smile forms on her lips. She approaches Felizia, her hand raised, her long, elegant fingers tracing runes in the air.
"Is that so, Felizia?"
Yzhilde's voice is soft, almost sweet, but there's an underlying note, a veiled threat that makes the air crackle. The runes in her hand glow, a bluish light pulsing in sync with Felizia's heartbeat.
Suddenly, Felizia falls to her knees, her body convulsing. The pain is immediate, intense, as if every nerve were on fire. Her emerald green eyes widen, her mouth open in a silent scream.
Yzhilde kneels before Felizia, her hand still raised, the runes glowing with an almost blinding intensity. The Lilim's voice is a whisper, but it carries a lethal threat.
"Felizia, you need to understand one thing. Should a single drop of seed defile your flesh within the next sixty-six days and six hours, you will suffer beyond imagining. The pain will be excruciating, unbearable. The essence of man will turn to venom within you, fouler than poison, more searing than the fiercest acid. A curse fit for traitors... and incompetent fools."
With a smile still on her face, but her red eyes shining with a coldness that freezes the air around her she continues:
"Do you understand, Felizia? Don't defy me. Don't disappoint me."
Felizia, still on her knees, her body trembling, raises her eyes. The malicious smile has disappeared, replaced by an expression of pure terror. Her voice is a hoarse whisper, full of pain and fear.
"I understand, Yzhilde. I... I promise. I won't disobey."
Yzhilde nods, satisfied. She turns to Kleber, her smile softening, her eyes glowing with genuine warmth.
"Kleber, you have a gift to our company. A rare and precious gift. Keep it up, keep surprising us."
Kleber, still shaken by the scene, can only nod, his voice caught in his throat. Yzhilde moves away, the runes in her hand disappearing, the bluish light slowly fading.
Kleber watches Felizia, still trembling, her emerald green eyes fixed on him. The manticore, once so arrogant, now looks like a scolded child. He takes a deep breath, his mind racing. Yzhilde, beside him, maintains her elegant posture, her red eyes attentive.
"Felizia..." Kleber begins, his voice firm, "I know Yzhilde forbid you to..." He hesitates, searching for the right words. "But I promised to reward your good behavior. And I always keep my promises."
Felizia looks up, curiosity shining in her eyes. Yzhilde, for her part, raises an eyebrow, intrigued.
-S2-LoveNexus Corp. – Where Innovation and Love meet!-S2-
Back at Kleber's home a peculiar scene unfolds.
"Nyyyyaaaaaooooo." The manticore moans loudly.
The moan echoes through the room. Felizia shudders, her thorny tail twitching in rhythmic spasms.
"Harder," she pleads, her voice laden with pleasure. "Yes, right there."
Kleber, brush in hand, pauses. His eyes wide, confusion etched on his face.
"Felizia, are you...?"
"Don't stop," she interrupts, her breath catching. "Keep going, hummie."
He swallows hard, the brush still suspended in the air.
"But I'm just brushing you."
Felizia turns her head, her emerald green eyes narrowed.
"I know… and it's so goooood." She meows in pleasure. "Keep going."
Kleber hesitates, then resumes the movement. The brush glides through her blood-red hair, long and silky. Felizia arches her back, a guttural sound escaping her throat.
"How did my life end up like this?" Kleber murmurs, sighing tiredly.
"Can I go later?" Asks another female voice.
"Even you, Rajah?"
"I wouldn't mind trying some myself." Liz said, putting her book down.