A prideful snake who bowed to no one—until he became a jealous husband.

A snow tiger beast warrior feared and respected, reduced to an obedient husband.

A wolf known as a Casanova, who never stayed—until he chose loyalty.

And a selfish merman who learned generosity for the first time, expecting nothing in return for his prized possession.

All of them changed after meeting one woman... After sniffing in an impossible scent.

Her name is Arinya.

…And unfortunately for this world, that’s me, haha.

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I wrote a book once.

It was an unhinged fantasy born from my high-school brain, driven by loneliness and too many hormones.

It was a world of beastmen, wild freedom, and the kind of romantic attention I could never get in real life. I poured every impossible desire into it: adventure, danger, and yes… a 'lot' of handsome partners.

Before I knew it, I had a thousand chapters of pure escapism and pure thrill.

Then on a college camping trip, I fell off a cliff.

I expected to wake up in a hospital room but nope. I woke up on a soft field of grass, with air too fresh to belong anywhere on Earth.

And then something moved behind me.

Sticking out of my tailbone was... A tail.
My tail?

Yellow and black stripes and very, very real.

I touched it. Completely real.

My ears? Also gone—well, moved. They were now perched on top of my head like a confused jungle cat. And the outfit? Quite revealing, made of animal hide which matched my tail. 

What was going on?

At first, I thought it was a prank. Or a dream. Or maybe karma is finally cashing in. But the more foreign memories evaded my mind, the clearer my situation became.

This wasn't cosplay and it wasn't Earth, either.
And—surprise—it wasn't even the world from my own book. Welp.

I had been transported into a completely different Beastman world as a beast girl called Arinya.

Sounds fun, right?

Well… it would be, if I weren't apparently the ugliest duckling in the entire freaking savannah! Rejected by every potential mate I stumbled across and sneered at like a freaking eyesore.

This was not how I planned my fantasy to come to reality.

Trust me—if this is my fantasy come true, then someone needs to fire the author.

But then again, after entering this world, I'm suddenly... Attractive.

I mean, there's no change to my face and the freckles are still there, but for some reason, handsome beastmen begin to flock around me, wanting to be my mate because I smell... Pleasant.

What's that all about?

After the inspection, we found our way to the shore of the sea. And I'm telling you, this sun was beating down with vengeance, and I was currently recalculating my life choices. 


I leaned back on my elbows, squinting at the sparkling horizon.


We were here to check for signs of the sea people who had not made their appearance ever since the incident, and since we found nothing, we decided to relax.


But is it relaxing if I have to suffer and become a shade-grown beet?


"I would literally trade a small kingdom for a pair of oversized sunglasses right now," I muttered to the guys. "And maybe some SPF 50 and a cold glass of lemonade. If that's too much to ask, can I at least have ice cream?"


I lay back defeated. I knew I wasn't getting any of those now matter how hard I wished for them.


"A what?" Fenric asked, sounding confused as usual by my Earth-slang.


We moved to the meager shade of some coastal trees and watched the waves lazily roll in. 


Chapter 295 - Don't copy me