"Man, why hath I been obligated to spread the word of Christ in such a corrupt world? But most importantly WHY AM I A CATBOY?" He wondered himself, seeing that he will be judged by his unnatural body features.

Then spake unto Jesus "Why, Jesus, whencefore hath thou done this to me?"

"As long as you believe in me, things shall go well according to my plan. For thou shall not do anything that would disrupt my plan as thou shall follow my orders", Jesus saith, to which Cark nodded. "These so called guards hath been filleth with corrupt, devoid of morals of right and wrong. Shalt thou abide with me what I am capable of doing, and not to judge them of their cluelessness. Say anything not, for which I will only command you to which sayings shalt be saith," Cark abided by his rules, as the car hath stopped into a large concrete building, to which Cark saw this as an ornamentless box with no notable features.

Then Jesus hath saith unto him "Thou shalt goeth into the center, and let the guards show that thou are the son of thy Lord and thy Saints. Shalt thou wait for a day to pass, for thou shalt hold a book, for I will write something in the parchments as you show thy pages to the guards. If they refuse to believe, molds shall cum as they stain their fare with black spores." Cark followed. He started to grind his teeth as his body trembled, to which Jesus hath noticed and said unto him "Shalt thou be scared not, for I am guidance of thine."

Then the guards dragged the apprehended Cark inside the station. Due to the bizarre physical appearance of the femboy cat the guards were already pulled down into a mental commotion regarding how to deal with Cark with each other, for they are incapable of perceiving such a bizarre human-like creature. Then after a banter to which Cark perceived as nonsense, the guard saith unto him "Who in the multiverse's name are you?"

Then Cark responded, "I am the child of Christ and the Saints, pwease, I beg thou shalt release me back whence I hath came" as he twitched his cat ears.

Then the guard saith to his partner whom Cark hath hearkened closely to, "This person is either mentally insane, or is trying to trick us for something."

"Have we ever encountered a cat-like human being like this?" another guard hath saith.

"Tee bee ayche, I think eye em oh that we should observe her behavior first before initiating appropriate action to her."

"I probably think that she has some kind of EXCEPTIONALLY rare disorder that may be affecting her mental and physical state," The third guard within the edge of the corridor saith, and then approached unto Cark "Do you have any disorders, complications?"

"Uhh, no."

The guard, in a state of confusion, pulled his eyebrows slightly downward. "Hmph, pretty strange." He crinkled his lip. "Could you do us a favor and stand on top on this platform please?" He saith, to which Cark hath complied.

Then, the guards pulled in some kind of large apparatus in front of the femboy as Cark faced the camera. The camera flashes. With the guards standing aghast, their eyes bawled out on the e-paper.

Then one of the guards blurthed out "Huh. Truly strange, where is he really from? How come the machine didn't collect info from this guy?" Then saith to Cark with a straightforward voice, "Tell us who you really are, now."

Cark tries to access the locks within his brain. However still there was nothing redolent of past memories nor origins regarding whence he even came from.

"Michael!" Shouted the Lord.

Then he suddenly remembered out of God's power, a feeling of strong obligation to utter out the same repetitive truth. Then saith the same adage unto the guards, "I am the child of Christ and the Saints, for God hath sent me here to cum whence his kingdom."

Then the guard responded, "I'm quiteabituh sorrydatell you that nigga, but God isn't real; he is just an illusion of your mind homie he finna tryna manipulate you. Now could you tell us what country you are from?"

"Thy kingdom of God, Jesus of Nazareth," Cark repeated.

"Could we take her in another room, because this-"

"I'm not a her! Shut up!" Cark saith in a high pitched tone and snapped, his face blushing in red with the guards having been interrupted.

"What are your pronouns? A he? A she? A him? A her? A they? A them? An it? An is? A we? A you? A me? An us? A xe? A xer? A xim? A xis? A xi? A xer? A xei? A zhe? A ne? A nem? A nime? A nis? A nim? A nig? A nigem? A niges? A nigarum? A nigorum? A nigga? A nix? An ot? An o? A peh? A phey? A oe? A om? A q? A qui? A re? A rem? A ra? A ru? A ko? A si? A tala? A sa? A ang? A gan? An ito? A sei? A sie? A sian? A thae? A thon? A doe? A ge? A gyo? A zhm? A zr? A v? A a? A vie? A vye? A vii? A bi? A tc? A h? A hi? A hse? a li? A xie? A xyz? A z? A u? A r? A f? A uf? A of? A on? A e? A po? A pe? A wa? A de? A no? A ym? A vn? A dl? A jay? A hye? A irth? A ith? A ies? A ede? A ame? A tam? A llah? A kbar? A kye? A kyu? A kyo wa stultus estne? A mae? A nee? A ni? A knee? A cap? A caw? A cow? A na? A zi? A hit? A sta? A lin? A is? A bas? A ed? A mur? A mut? A mutt? A mer? A mio? A miru? A mil? A ē? A æ? A ä? A ø? A øer? a ço? A çe? A vīs? A quae? A quo? A quem? A quin? A quod? A quī? A cui? A cuius? A quorum? A quarum? A quam? A quarium? A perquam? A nunquam? A quiquam? A quisquam A quisque? A quaequam? A quicumque? A quid? A quidquid? A zyd? A zur? A zhy? A dhe? A fjo? A lao? A polska? A ro? A pple? A plee? A plea? A tre? A Ray? A reg? A tao? A min? A hom? A squir? A rus? A vap? A rimas? a せんでした? A Dos? A fla? A ump? A mp? An esp? An emp? An EMT? An emb? An umb? An xer? A lux? A sta? A mew? A tor? A won? A jel? An ice? An bid? An bis? An ubis? A unt? A dom? A inu? A s? A sus? A mog? A issi? A mus? A doc? A uit? A imp? A pos? A ter? A flu? A sh? A ed? A choc? A rticoke? A cre? A cm? A lm? A ft? A dolo? A son? A dau? A dai? A day? A zee? A xee? A han? A has? A hav? A car? A kas? A mc? A ren? A see? A simp? A Ass? A hole? A donk? A dong? A xio? A phang? A jon? A un? A ji? A piao? A jew? A sov? A IS-8? A tan? A wer? A ver? A cur? A non? A uon? A uwu? A owo? A cak? A dog? A tea? A foo? A self? A eor? A mar? A mir? A mire? A mira? A sira? A nax? A nac? A nak? A nek? A oob? A ov? A xo? A ll? A ew? A od? A er? A lert? A mber? A swe? A ish? A ram? A sv?"

Then God, who hath eavesdropped the interrogations of the guards hath saith to his saint Cark, "Listen not, for as Marcus Aurelissimus hath saith, the object of life is not to be in the side of majority, but to find oneself in the ranks of the insane," to which Cark hath abided.

Then without a response, Cark eventually was exiled out of the interrogation room, as he was guided into another room by the guards, filled with men wearing orange. Cark hesitantly stepped in, seeing that some were muscular, yet some were frail.

"Take a seat". The guard said, to which Cark abided. Then he waited in what was called a process center, filled with chunky wide people who seem to be slaves to their rectangular devices. The stench of gamer sweat quickly suffused through his nose, to which Cark repulsed. He wanted to escape this place immediately, but then saw the door hath been guarded by security cameras.

Then one's eyes hath caught something eye-candy to him "Woah, who is that furry animal there?" Someone with a orange shirt saith, gaping his mouth as he pointed at the catboy, whom Cark's nose unintentionally whiffed a bit of his breath, which smelt like a blend of broccoli and soy imbued with aspergillī terreī. And then, everyone stood up and gawked at Cark as they slowly approached him, with faint moans uttering out from their gaseous mouths.

Cark's cheeks thus suffused in sheer rubescence. One started to grab his petite shoulders as well as few started to moan pleasurably, loudly. While others stood aghast, one hath stook out a schlong cark-a-doodle-do as he came behind Cark like a throwing lance. Then another moment saw a messy-mop-janitor man wearing a cartoonish horse shirt stroking the fur between Cark's juicy thighs uwu.

Then unto her saith "Your legs are so thicc and curvy sweety lady chick, wanna hang with me mate?" To which Cark didn't respond, for he stood there repulsing any interaction from the barbarous pony fanatics as they kept blundering together in congregation surrounding closer to Cark, to which he tried to trundle against and mewled for desperate help. Heretofore the moment a sudden noise panged up the room which pierced a hole in the wall, and thus everyone hath became silent in a panic.

Then the guard shouted "STOP THIS DEBAUCHERY RIGHT NOW!" as multiple shots fired around the walls, in which everyone ducked in. In a moment after hath the recalcitrant prisoners reacted and hath they embraceth eachother towards Cark whose legs were already squished by roosters and multiple tandangs. To this time, even more shots were fired, as most of the prisoners hath collapsed to their own fate; all that was left is a tang of burnt tortilla chips, blended with the metallic odor of excess blood.

In the interim with everyone terrorized spitless Cark hath scurrieth towarth the corner of the room as he shivered under such bloodshedth he hath processed, albeit not alone but along with a few other people whose faces hath been petrified as stone.

Then the guards shouted unto them, "Head to the detention center now or you will get shot," to which Cark and the prisoners abided though trundled across the blood. The guards separated the group, as they placed one by one in individual rooms. Then Cark was placed in a small room as the door hath been closed, to which he awaited in the corner.

"J-" uttered out Cark, who was shortly interrupted by God, therefore saith unto him "Worry anything not, for thou will be chaste again free of promiscuous memories. Hath you seen anything licentious to the mind will hath been cleansed, for you will be pure again." Then, Jesus hath blessed him free of immoralities, yet Cark was still stressed from realities hath he experienced. Cark prithee'd to Iesus, for his patience beenst given to his loyal pet catboy.

Cark hath waited three hours, and eventually was walked out of the room by the guards, as he was told that he didn't know how to take appropriate action, so the guard sent Cark into a regular prison for 5 years for having disrupted the public, and unknowingly trespassing a private property to which Cark doesn't have any single memory associated with them.

And it is so, that Cark walked towards a cell to which was unexpected to him, vibrant and eye-candy to the eye, despite the features outside of the prison designed in uniform. Albeit small, yet fitting for the petite catboy. Surprisingly the interiors were also in perfect condition. Cark hath entered his own cell; atop of the shelves saw colorful figures, stuffed animals, and cartridges perfectly lined together, all to which he saw quite enticing; he was finally relieved of all stress, thanks to this environment that he is in now.

"Oooh" Cark ooo'ed like a black gorilla singing a 0.32% fraction of the ooga booga song like an aroused chimpanzee. Having observed closer to the figures reminded him of an obscure piece of event, to which he reminisced back to the days when he was attached to swanky desires as a young child. Then his eyes met something so similar, to which that it became clear to him - the white boxes that contained such figures of joy, and it all snapped in one sentimental childhood memory. "Wait, is that a funko pop?!" Cark saith and gaped his mouth in great excitement.

Cark kept staring with his head craned upward, his eyes fixed in those tawdry figurines. It was hitherto till Jesus hath saith unto him, "Be pleasured with temporary commodities thou shalt let not. For they do not mean anything - as perchance the deeper thou is tempted is likely to be weak under meaningless epicurean pleasures. Doth never shalt fall into external temptation like the masses who, unfortunately, hath fallen into such iniquities."

Then it has awakened to him, yet at the same time Cark realized that Jesus was a hypocrite, remembering that Jesus hath violated his own rule for he tempted him to fuck with thy lord. However he kept his criticism to himself, for he fears the lord, along Saint Elon Musk the Ophanim of anime grylls and Saint Freddie Mercury the overlord gregorian chanter of unvigintillion metaversal eyes. Shortly when he knew that Jesus being a hypocrite he wanted to question Jesus mentally, only for him to not receive a response - just a concise "don't question, as this is for my greater plan".

It was day zero when Cark hath stayed in his own special cell. He peeked out of the window seeing the night sky and called it a day. Cark slept on his bed, and rose in the early morning. Much to his surprise as he glanced at his mirror he finds his visage to be entirely cat-like. His hands felt swollen and as he raised them up in front of the mirror appeared to be entirely cat paws; he was much more catlike than the very first day whence in the city he once was.