New Story: Primal Strife
So, as you’ve probably noticed by now, I’ve been writing on here a lot less as of late. That’s because I went ahead and decided to do the story I talked about on here a while back. The result? Primal Strife… … …Of course, I wanted to call it Beast Wars, but that was already taken. lol Anyway, here’s a quick look at the plot…
Primereth. A world inhabited by many creatures, all bestial in appearance, but many capable of great intelligence and skills. The Canines had their pack mentality and ability to come together as a strong and smart workforce. The Avians used their mastery and knowledge of the skies and wind patterns to help predict weather patterns. The Lapines possessed a oneness with life itself, granting them the knowledge of qi. The Cetacea, graceful masters of the sea and perhaps the most brilliant of all species, possessed the power of telepathy. However, for as intelligent and skilled as they all could be, none possessed the sheer creative potential of the Simians. They created new forms of technology to better the world, and to allow all races to live lives more comfortably. Within time, they began a grand era of Primereth, with many cities that possessed towers reaching up toward the clouds. And, in this time of comfort, many different races, who had long since been divided by differences and a need to control their own corners of the world, began to reside together in those cities, all working together for their united prosperity.
But, like all things, this eventually came to an end. One day, in the sixty-second year of the Steel and Stone Era, an epidemic was recorded. It was sweeping across much of the western hemisphere of Primereth. Within a year, thousands were stricken with this disease, and hundreds more were dying from it. In an attempt to cure this epidemic, the Simians’ greatest medical scientists came together to forge a vaccine. At first, it seemed to work, as those that had been infected and then had the vaccine tested on showed improved vitals. However, all too late did they realise that they’d created something…worse. Their vaccine actually bonded to the disease, creating something completely new, an unholy union that mutated the bodies of those it rested in, and degraded their minds to their most primal forms: Those of hunters, killers, and conquerors of all kinds. Making matters worse was that the disease could be spread through bodily fluids, and in their degraded and deranged minds, those that were mutated were biting, clawing, and worse at anyone and anything in their path.
After three years, most of the western hemisphere had fallen into chaos, the Simians were an endangered species, and the Steel and Stone Era was replaced with the Primal Era. The united population of Primereth was becoming divided again, though not simply by race, but also in ideas and plans for the future, personal agendas and vendettas, and overall political power and influence. Cities became reconstructed to keep out those carrying the disease as best as possible. However, there remained fallen cities still rich in natural resources, now left untapped. For the sake of survival, many cities began creating teams of specialists, survivalists, and warriors that could brave the now ruined and dangerous world outside their towers to retrieve said resources. These teams would soon begin rivaling ones from other cities, and began to take up missions that involved interfering in the matters of other cities and their leaders.
And thus began…the Primal Strife.
I should also explain a few additional details. For example, Primereth is a bit different from Earth in terms of time. For the sake of giving SOME common ground, seconds are the same, but from there, it’s completely different: there’s 100 seconds in a minute, 100 minutes in an hour, 10 hours in a day, 75 days in a season, and 4 seasons in a year. No months, only the four seasons: Winter, Spring, Summer, and Autumn. Then there’re the inhabitants of Primereth. Their skeletal structures are still relatively the same as the creatures they’re based off of, just bigger. They can stand on their hind legs just fine and move around like us, but they’re still a bit faster on all fours, and their front paws more resemble hands. Likewise, anything with wings in real life and not arms will have wings in place of their arms, and feather-covered hands at the ends of them. As for how other kinds of creatures work, I’ll discuss them in the Author’s Notes I put at the end of every chapter of every story I write when we come to them.
Lastly, I should talk about the most controversial part of this story. I was on the fence about involving sex in this story, and ultimately, the part of me that wanted to include it was the part that won out due to the simple fact that…well, animals fuck. It’s kind of a thing, and to pretend otherwise is just dumb. For those uncomfortable with that, I should note that, due to the restrictions of FictionPress, I will not be going into graphic detail when it comes to sex in the story while I’m posting it on there… … …BUT, for those that don’t mind and/or would actually want to read the details, I’m also posting an uncensored version of this story on AdultFanfiction. Just a warning, though: Because it’s uncensored, there’s a lot of graphic violence and sex involved, though with the latter, I’m gonna try to keep it gender neutral in terms of overall exploitation. Because, as I’ve learned, any kind of sex in a story is ultimately exploitation, there’s just no way around that, so the best thing you can do if you’re going to involve it is keep it as gender neutral as possible.
Anyway, here are the links to the story. Check ’em out at your leisure, and lemme know what you think of the story so far. Ja né!
FictionPress (M rated version): https://www.fictionpress.com/s/3270432/1/Primal-Strife
AdultFanfiction (Uncensored version): http://original.adult-fanfiction.org/story.php?no=600107990