A/N: This is not set in the same universe as Daily Life Living with Monster Girls. For those of you who noticed in Chapter 3 of DLLwMG, Tsukune is mentioned, and this is the official confirmation that the R+V and DLLwMG are in the same universe, at least in my fanfic. But this universe is not the same. Also, Tsukune isn't human. You'll learn quickly what he is, in this fan-fic so don't worry. Also, this is not a one-shot. So enjoy!

The world is very different. What we humans, see is not all there is. There's a hidden truth buried deep in the ancient scrolls that the oldest nations keep. The world is more than we can understand. More species exist, humans are not the first or the last tribe, to exist and they are not the most powerful, or intelligent one either. Most humans never get to see the full wonder of this world. But some of those who dwell in this world have never encountered a human. Let's meet one of those odd few. Tsukune Ano.

"Tsukune. Remember the sworn service of our kind." The powerful figure in his dream whispered. Tsukune for his own part, was too busy contemplating the possibilities of this school. He was a powerful creature. He knew this. He didn't understand why on earth he had to obey this "Sworn service" bullshit. "You must be so proud. To have disobeyed this long. But soon, you'll see." The powerful figure whispered, a smirk on it's scaly face. The figure was gigantic.

In his dream, Ano's human form was standing in a massive palace. Ornate, gigantic pillars were set around him. These massive objects were the primary force responsible for upholding the walls of the titanic palace. Located deep within the monster world, Tsukune's home was far away from the influence of those who'd hurt him, if given the opportunity.

Tsukune's species was a rare, and horrifically powerful group. Numbering in the single digits, each of these frighteningly powerful beasts served as champions in their respective causes. But Tsukune thus far had been different from the rest of his family. He was determined to be the master. Not the servant. Even if they served, at the very height of whatever causes they championed.

"No Father. I am not like you." He said defiantly, his voice steady and sure, certain of the power he held. He was a powerful being. Stronger than whatever magic bound them to serve at the feet of others. He would dominate whatever it was that caught his interest. The figure in his dream smirked wider as the silence loomed over them. Tsukune's human form, defiant yet young and inexperienced, sheltered and tutored. His father's powerful, gigantic, experienced, a willing servant to a cause, which embodied his soul. Often times, the member of his species which protected a cause or individual, was considerably more powerful than whatever he or she served.

"Go Tsukune. Find your reason. Whatever reason it will be, we are proud of you." The dragon said, a genuine smile covering it's massive and aged face. The dragon was a good father. He was a powerful champion. An aged and wizened servant of an ancient king. One who had once called for peace, now hungers for war. And the dragon was the symbol of this ancient king. But Tsukune aspired to be more than that. He aspired to be his own master.

As the young man woke up, he felt the bus shifting. Passing through a portal. Or tunnel. The bus was silent, eerily so. The bus driver had yet to utter a single word. As the older figure focused on his driving, the young Tsukune felt the bus slowing down, but distance bending. "Ugh, spatial magic." Tsukune thought to himself, as the bus passed through a sudden and blinding light.

"The true world of monsters. Hidden in plain sight. Hidden by ancient and powerful magic." Tsukune thought to himself, uttering what he knew about the place. Being careful, as he noticed the bus was slowing down.

Moka for her own part was busy. The girl was biking quickly. The young vampiress was careful. She had been careful to keep her hearing off. Eagerly she sensed the air around her, for aura's which leaked killing intent. Gratefully she was able to pick none up, noting that she was by herself, as she biked through the underpass, grass and tree's winding behind her as she grew closer and closer to Yokai Academy, where she'd at last be free of the humans she so earnestly despised.

Kurumu was busy herself. Her room was large, and meant to be decorated with trophies. The trophies of her own victories. Victories over men of course. She was determined to achieve her harem dream here, which would lead her to ruling over this school. The Succubus possessed a sort of eerie power. The ability to infiltrate dreams, and pants with equal ease. She would target the men she found worthy, and charm all others with her bodily talents. She had gained as much experience as possible in the human world. Target ting older men was easy, she simply made herself up to look like an older woman, which with her chest wasn't exactly challenging. The porn industry had been rewarding for her, as she grew talented in various forms of pleasure, once she had a man in her grasp he would be her's, over and over.

Mizore was also busy. In the lake by herself, the silent girl was busy playing, transforming various objects into ice, making a nice little gallery for herself.

It wouldn't take Tsukune long to find his bearings here. The school was one large building, surrounded by a few others, meant for specialized courses, especially for various species which weren't meant to interact with other groups, such as the mimic's, the ghosts, the beasts (beasts of near sentient levels of intelligence but not quite there), the faculty meant for those who were to combat what few hunting groups had survived in the human world.

The dorms, were also a few large buildings, roughly a three minute jog from the school. Hotel-style suites, each of the rooms was a single, useful for Tsukune as he could decorate his room in whatever manner he wished too. Grateful for the solitude as his species weren't exactly the friendliest, Tsukune was busy decorating his room. He mindlessly cleaned, making his room slowly but surely appear spot-less and stain-less. His body was shirtless as he cleaned. Any normal person who noticed the young man would have admired the curve of his muscles, the color of his skin, the darkened tan he had obtained from ceaseless training in his family's palace. On his stomach though, they would have noticed the endless scars, and dark coloration of his scales, a very clearly different part of his body, something humans would never obtain. His reptilian nature did nothing to dampen his attractiveness though, especially when one got a look into his animalistic eyes, the colors being gold and sliver in his left and right eyes respectively. The young man was known among his family, as "Tsukune the master-less imperial dragon."

Imperial dragons are a one family species. This means they have a total number of 7. Including Tsukune and his tribe. Genetic traits of this species include: near invincibility. Immunity to fire, frost, and the ability to breath in any substance with no harm. Fire breathing. A true form of a massive dragon. And imperial knowledge, along with intense magical affinity. Along with the physical strength to lift medium buildings at birth.

At birth this extremely rare species would migrate to one place, their family palace. Deep within the monster world, this species would raise their young to an age of physical growth, after which they'd all return to their masters. Imperial dragons are the servants of monsters and organizations of near deity level influence, such as Fairy-Tale's ultimate master (the one case where one of them was a servant of an individual), and various other groups. Tsukune was the youngest, and had lived so far master-less, his incredible pride keeping him from being tamed. He was ordered to attend Yokai Academy, either until graduation or until he found the one or group he was destined to serve.

Tsukune however had very different plans. And the young dragon was an insanely intelligent being. The smartest of his family, even at his young age. And he would achieve his goals. His goals of becoming a sage.

The sages were a group of the most intelligent beings to inhabit the planet. The top officials of each government, human and monster were aware of their existence. But how to contact them, the information they specialized in, their objectives and motivations, were all unique. They weren't part of a collective organization, but they were in contact with each other, purely for the purpose of ensuring their continued survival. Tsukune was quite possibly the youngest being in the world to know about their existence. And he wanted more. He was obsessed with all forms of knowledge. And he would gather them all. That was after all, his personal motive for going to Yokai Academy.