Alan.
Just Alan.
Born and raised in the slums, a house… having a family name or anything of the sort is too much of a luxury.
Even my name, Alan, is really simplistic.
Since the first letter of the old alphabet is read as “A,” I, as the leader of the orphans, got the name Alan from that letter A.
By the way, Betty is from the letter “B,” so that’s why she’s called Betty.
For us, who didn’t even have proper names, one day, a light suddenly shone down upon us.
That light was called Lord Exus.
From the moment I first laid eyes on the beautiful countenance of Lord Exus, I became infatuated with him…
I groomed myself, studied hard, twisted both body and mind, and offered everything in order to be liked by him.
I’m male, and I didn’t understand anything about sexual desires. I wasn’t old enough for that yet.
I learned this from Lord Exus, but at that time, I hadn’t even experienced puberty.
But still, I…
Ah… I had already been twisted.
After all, it was the first time.
In this filthy, closed-off, rotten world…
To think there could be someone so beautiful, so pure, and so cool!
I fell for Lord Exus so deeply that gender became something trivial to me.
In fact, now that I think about it… at that moment, when I was picked up and recognized by Lord Exus…
At that moment when he awakened my magic…
…I had already gone through puberty. I remember later checking my lower body and being confused by the changes in it.
Yes.
I had ejaculated, thinking of Lord Exus.
I no longer became aroused by women… or even by other people, for that matter.
I know there’s something wrong with me. I understand that, according to the religion of this country, this desire is considered repulsive. I knew it all, everything.
But… I can’t help it.
Once you experience the allure of that person, it’s over. I can’t help it!
Even when I try to comfort myself, it doesn’t feel good at all!
If I’m not praised by him, if he doesn’t gently pat my head! If I’m not held by him, I can no longer feel pleasure!!!
Lord Exus isn’t bad, but, well, he’s cruel. He’s cruel.
To think he would kindly accept someone as repulsive as me!
Saying something like, “As long as you’re good-looking, it’s fine”!
I… I’m…!
“…Alan? Are you having a brain orgasm thinking about Lord Exus again? You should stop, you look like a pervert.”
“…Shut up, Betty. Lord Exus praises even someone as perverted as me for being cute, so it’s fine, isn’t it?”
…Sigh.
Right now, I’m resting in the remains of the slums that Lord Exus purified… in our town.
We’re on break, synchronized with Lord Exus’s vacation.
He taught us that resting when we can is also part of the job, so I had no choice but to agree.
But even so, as I’ve said many times, I grew up in the slums.
We didn’t have any lofty things like hobbies, not even proper names.
So, the only things I can do are either devote myself to magical training under the guise of a hobby or take care of the younger kids.
…But if I spend all my time working like this, won’t Lord Exus think I’m a boring person?
I need to think of something…
And then, after much trial and error, I realized something.
“Good, good, you’re a good child. Can you do this trick?”
“Woof!”
I enjoy “raising living beings.”
Not in the sophisticated, intellectual way that Ms. Grace does, but simply extending a hand to something that cannot survive on its own…
It’s fine if they’re beasts like dogs or cats. Actually, that’s even more convenient.
Yes, I…
“Hehehe… I’m your ‘mother,’ my dear children…♡”
“Woof woof!” “Meow” “Peep” “Growl…”
I want to become a mother.
Ah, once again.
What a repulsive story.
To want to be a mother as a man.
If I asked Lord Exus, he could probably make me a child or two without much effort. In fact, I wouldn’t be surprised if he used some incomprehensible, mysterious magic to create a child for me. But that’s not the point.
I want to be a mother as a man, giving unconditional love to those in low positions and being loved in return as a parent.
A spiritual parent…
That must be what a “god” is.
Gods must feel good.
Weak, foolish, small humans, using their feeble minds to desperately worship them.
Offering up their scant belongings, praying desperately, lowering their heads, shedding tears of gratitude.
I want to be like that too.
In order to be loved, you need pure beings who accept love and give it back.
For me, it’s convenient if those beings are animals without the same intelligence as humans.
So, I made them.
With the help of Lord Exus, I created the “beasts” I desired…
“Now, my dear children… shall we begin training?”
“Ugiii!” “Gyaoooo!!!” “Gegekyagagaaa!!!”
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Excerpts from the Legends of the Kingdom of Biltoria
Alan Talon
A legendary figure who rose from being a beastman orphan to great prominence. The surname “Talon” was adopted for convenience, as he originally had no family name.
He is more renowned as an authority in the history of magical creatures than for his fame as an executive member of the Aurora Corps. His theories and the chimera beasts he created are still utilized in various industries today.
In the Aurora Corps, he served as a male concubine to the demon god Exus and managed personnel as a supervisor.
