On April 8th: I added a Codex at the end.
Act 2: Blessed, College Years.
1998:
Tsukune Aono... sighed, as his mind relived what his life had turned into.
Being an ordinary kid, in a school filled with monsters, had been absolutely terrifying... and wonderful. He made so many friends, most of them girls... who all wanted in his pants.
He had kept in touch with all of them, over each summer break, and talked with each of them about their interests... Then In senior year of high school, Moka suggested the girls file a proper "Heram" contract.
Many monster species, were fine with sharing the same man... but it was the man that was effectively the sex slave to a house of mistresses. Tsukune found the idea very embarrassing... especially when the girls started talking about how to properly punish the boy, if he "acted up". They agreed on some pretty childish punishments. Mouth soaping, corner times, being sent to bed early (although he'd get dinner in his room)... even... spankings, usually bare too.
He loved all the girls, but didn't like that he wasn't being consulted about what he wanted. The other Moka explained since Tsukune was her ghoul... the boy didn't actually have any legal say in... well... anything. He was her legal property, and while she wanted him to be happy, he was still her ghoul, and so he had to do what he's told... that really didn't sit well with him.
So the other Moka forcibly stripped him naked, and spanked him until he agreed to obey. He then had too stay naked and crying, as his uncomfortable friends talked more about the heram contract.
The nice Moka, with pink hair instead of silver, while she explained that she and the other moka, had been getting in a lot of trouble with their dad about how soft they were on "Their ghoul".
With the most recent argument being, if The Moka's didn't start being more firm with Tsukune, their father would take the boy away... to "train the ghoul" himself... and the Moka's feared their father wouldn't stop until Tsukune was completely broken.
• After the Trial.
Harry... hated this, Akito was making him talk with the Sohma head shrink. The whole pack was. Akito had ordered it, to give Torhu experience. She was treating all magical members of the clan, in mandatory sessions.
And after three months of talking nonsense, just to fill the bar... Harry... made a confession.
Harry... remembered. Remus didn't know he remembered, he'd been so young, and their was quite a lot Harry had forgotten... like the actual day he was saved.
Harry didn't really recall the specifics... but he remembered his cupboard... he remembered the beatings... he remembered what it was like... to be seen as a burden... to be despised by his own family... to be a slave.
Remus, saved him. The man found out what Harry's relatives were doing, grabbed Harry, and fled the country... Harry wished he could actually remember, being saved, but he didn't. He'd been so little. Frankly it was shocking he even remembered anything of how his relatives treated him.
But Harry did remember, and Torhu listened from her place in front of the couch...
Remus had saved him... so Harry was determined to save everyone else. Harry's very martyr complex... was because he didn't believe his own life had much value. If he died saving a single person... he would be happy with such an end.
A gentle hand touched his own. And Harry looked into the eyes of the physical manifestation of compassion. She said nothing, as Harry got it all out. Then spoke.
"Never forget Harry. You are loved. We'd all be very sad... if something happened to you..."
Such a simple phrase, why was he crying?
• A Few Months Into College.
"This is insane!" Harry screamed in frustration. "I got a spanking from the cop that waved me down. A caning from the school. And a fine as long as my arm! Remus says it's coming out of my allowance for the next year!"
Kyo rolled his eyes, "What you expect." Not really asking. "The rest of the world knows nothing about magic. And you freaking flew over the city."
"I was just exploring! I-" Harry was silenced as Kyo suddenly smashed him in the mouth... with his lips.
Kyo seemed just as shocked as he suddenly pulled back. Just staring at Harry for a long minute. Then Harry pulled him in for another.
CODEXes: Students.
There was Harry, of course, and his year mate, Tsukune. Born a non-magical human, although definitely a monster now.
Tsukune was the ghoul to a young Vampire... although she was from a powerful bloodline, as a 5th generation vampire. Which basically meant he was her personal blood bag and slave. Usually in exchange for immortality and super powers. That didn't bother Harry so much, as becoming a thrall was completely voluntary... but Tsukune claimed turning him was an accident. A situation which truly baffled Harry.
Tsukune said he was friends with a vampire, and often let her feed on him... cuz he was just trying to be a considerate friend. So when he got injured one day, and the vampire fed him her blood, Tsukune didn't realize voluntarily trading blood like that, could make someone a ghoul... and neither did the vampire. They had both been teenagers, after all, so didn't fully understand their Biologies.
But the vampire girl's father was pretty strict, and making her treat Tsukune like a proper ghoul. At least Tsukune was still better off then most thralls. He was still friends with his "master", and was trying to learn the proper etiquette. So he wouldn't get his friend in any more trouble... and he already had a pretty submissive personality. So it wasn't THAT big a change.
Although the punishments were kinda awful, at least they were kept as childish things. Instead of getting whipped, or tied up and stuffed in a cupboard... like the father did to his own ghouls.
Tsukune was treated more like someone in a ABDL relationship... without the diapers. Instead of the medieval slave, older vampires saw their ghouls as.
Tsukune was studying magical cooking... wanting too be useful to his heram... wanting to be more then their baby factory.
Harry met the girls a few times... saw them with Tsukune. They all obviously loved him, and liked to spoil him. So he was definitely better off then most ghouls.
Then there was Shuichi Minamino, the king of thieves, the great Kurama.
Kurama was born an ordinary fox, whom was left too die by his parents... due too his strange coat. An albino red fox. He became lost in the void of demon world... becoming corrupted by the magical atmosphere... and transforming into a demon... a fox spirit... a yoko.
He was badly injured by a demon Hunter, after a failed theft. With his spirit retreating to the human world. Where he comes across Shiori Minamino, and implants his soul into her unborn child.
He originally planned to stay in the Human World long enough to regain his energy. Until the day he learned empathy for humans and love for his human mother, during a childhood incident. Where Shiori selflessly saved him, from falling onto a floor covered in broken glass. At the cost of permanent scars on her arms.
So once his demon blood kicked in... Shuichi couldn't force himself to abandoned his human mother.
Years later, his mother grew ill, causing him to join forces with other demons, to steal the Forlorn Hope. A magical wish granting mirror... that killed whom ever used it.
A young spirit detective, a mortal chosen as the avatar of death, tracked him down, and learned why Kurama wanted the mirror. In a fit of compassion, the spirit detective offered his own life, to the mirror... so Shuichi's mother would be spared the grief of losing her son. The mirror, perhaps moved by the noble act, decided to spare both boys, while still granting the wish.
Shuichi now works for the Spirit World. Although he dreams of being a magical botanist. With herbology as his major.
Next was Asriel, a goat-folk.
He loved to talk about his adoptive brother, that literally bent time and space, to save him.
Frisk was actually a human wizard, raised by monsters. He more refused a wand, and trained in soul magic with a "Gamer" class. Able to send his consciousness back in time, into his past body. Frisk was currently studying to be a healer, and was planning to join the monster army, as a field medic.
Harry was actually lab partners with Frisk, for potions, which is how he knew Asriel. But Frisk stayed out of these meetings.
Frisk had an androgynous appearance, although leaned more towards feminine in looks. But he identified as a boy, so Harry respected that, and made a point of not asking if they were trans... although it honestly could go either way.
As a child, Frisk fell from the Surface into the Underground. a Rift in the world, leading to a pocket dimension. Where various races of monsters were banished, after war broke out with humans.
The Underground was sealed from "the surface" by a magic barrier, with a singular gap at Mount Ebott. Although the pocket dimension was not really, INSIDE, the mountain. More like where it was linked.
When Frisk fell into the Underground. He encountered Flowey, a sapient flower, who lied about "LOVE", in an attempt to kill them. The human is rescued by Toriel, a motherly goat-like monster, who teaches them how to survive conflict in the Underground without killing. She wanted to adopt the human, wanting to protect them from Asgore, the king of the Underground... and her former husband.
Frisk eventually leaves Toriel to search for Asgore's castle, which contains the barrier to the surface world.
On their journey, Frisk encounter several monsters. Such as the skeletons Sans and Papyrus, two brothers, sentries over the Snowdin forest. Undyne, the head of the royal guard. Alphys, the kingdom's royal scientist. And Mettaton, a robotic television host, Alphys created.
Most of the monsters are fought, with the human choosing not to kill any of them. Befriending them instead.
During their travels, the human learns that many years ago, Asriel, the son of Asgore and Toriel, befriended the first human who fell into the Underground. When the child abruptly died, Asriel used the child's soul to pass through the barrier, intending to return the body to the surface. The humans living there, attacked and killed Asriel, causing Asgore to declare war. In the present day, Asgore has collected six souls from fallen humans, of which he needed one more to destroy the barrier.
Flowey was revealed to be a reincarnation of Asriel, accidentally created by Alphys's experiments. During the fight with Asgore, Toriel stops the battle and is joined by the other monsters the human befriended. Flowey ambushes the group, absorbing the souls of all the humans and monsters in order to take an older Asriel's form. During the ensuing fight, the human manages to connect with the souls of their friends, and eventually defeats Asriel:
He reverts to his child form, destroys the barrier, and expresses remorse for his actions before leaving. To become flowy again.
The human falls unconscious and is awoken to see their friends surrounding them. The monsters peacefully reintegrate with the humans, while the human has the option of accepting Toriel as their adoptive mother.
After all this... Frisk reset the world, in a desperate attempt to save Asriel... he did it over and over, devoting centuries worth of time loops and do overs... all too save Asriel. With the little goat begging Frisk to stop... to live his own life. Until Frisk caught the sights of an inter-plainer creature.
A fae, making a deal. To restore Asriel's body and soul... at the cost of his own... that, didn't go as badly as expected. Frisk became the chosen champion of a faerie god. Although the fae usually leaves Frisk alone, unless she has use of his talents... which strictly involves, stopping and reforming redeemable villains.
Ollivander Octavia Ogustus, Olive to... everyone. He had a fairly... unique ancestry.
His grandmother was Ennoia, a third generation vampire, and progenitor of the Gangrel race. One of the people she turned, was a fae, mutating the vampiric curse further.
The fae was none other then the one to make the deal with Frisk... Luna...
More recently, within the passed 2 decades, the vampiric fae had a one night stand with a Time Lord, the last Time Lord. Giving birth to a Dampyr, a half vampire.
That bizarre mutt child... was me.
I was a youthful pretty boy, with pale Hispanic skin, soft Norwegian features, a wide triangular nose, large green and red Anime-like eyes (like mangos) with slit pupils... and hooved legs of blue fur with orange patches, and orange hooves.
An orange floofy fox tail, with a blue back and pale brown underbelly. Sharp teeth and claw like fingers. And finally leathery wings, with blue bones. Where the membrane was pale brown skin, with an occasional strand of orange fur .
My thighs, and up, were hairless save for my tail and the top of my head. My hairstyle... was bizarre, but I loved it. It was colored the same Orange, pale brown, and blue. But the top was kept short and spiky, with shaved sides... while the back had long cornrows... I loved my weird hair. After all, normal is so... boring.
Then I couldn't be found without one of my dad's long scarves.
I lived a relatively normal life, growing up in Japan with my mother. I was a young prince, although my grandmother made it clear, I would never hold a chair of political importance. I was okay with that. Not being one for politics.