Crowds of energetic youth stood outside Quasar City's town hall, all awaiting their designated partner for the coming-of-age ceremony that is held once a year.
Ever since the 6 Demon Calamity, humanity has slowly dwindled in numbers. Nowadays, their entire population can be said to have been located in a single city—Quasar City. Thus, there were only millions of humans around the world.
Such a number, when compared to the other races in the world, could be said to be an ant facing an elephant–truly too miniscule to even compare.
If elves were said to be specialized in their mastery of the Song, dwarves towards their high physical capabilities, and fishfolk directed to their unified society, then humanity can be said to be masters of their mind and intellect.
Yet, with all the brains that they could muster, their numbers still diminished.
So, 20 years ago, high elders of the human race proposed an idea to the Alliance of All Races: every year, when young men turn 18, they would send representatives from all over the world to reproduce with.
At first, it seemed absurd.
Of course, who would want to have sex with an inferior race, even more so with a race that holds minimal mastery towards the Song!
No one!
Yet, as time passed, the elves were the first to consider this proposal. After all, when elf genes were mixed with human genes, this would produce an existence capable of mastering the Wind Attunement, all the while having the intellect of a human.
Like dominoes, each of the races cast their votes in agreement to humanity's proposal.
For 2 decades straight, humans have been reproducing with other races, spreading their seed while also maintaining humanity's population.
This would then be called the Omni-Race Agreement..
Now, the same event was taking place outside of Quasar City's town hall. The high elders, along with the heads from other races were present inside, judging the unrelenting youth when it was their turn to be assigned.
Many of the young men outside were excited, finally happy to lose their virginity. While others, upon hearing terrifying tales from their seniors, cowered in fear.
Of course!
Many didn't like the thought of having sex with the inhuman species, much more so if they looked as terrifying as the Dragonkin, or Beastmen!
The young men standing right outside the town hall came from distinguished families–they were lined up first.
The men behind them felt stingy because of this privilege!
"So lucky! Because of their families they get to be with the beauties!"
"Ahh! If only I was born a noble, I would've been fucking an elvish lass right now!"
"Don't let your urges get to you! This is a privilege for our humankind, if it were not for the Omni-Race Agreement, our humankind would've been erased from history!"
"Look at Mr. Righteous right over here, I hope you get paired with an obese dwarf!"
Hearing this, a short, frail young man let out a deep breath. He scoffed, and walked further away from the town hall until he reached the edge of the crowd.
Hours passed and one by one, the crowd dissipated. As the orange hue of the atmosphere loomed over the town hall, satisfaction and terror marked the faces of the young men as they exited the town hall.
Whether they were paired with a young lass or a big ogre, it could be easily determined by looking at their face.
More hours passed and night soon came.
Alas, the short and frail young man was called up to the doors of the town hall.
"You're the final one, right? What's your name?"
With a sheepish demeanour, he shrugged, "I have no name, sir.."
"Tsk. A kid from the slums.."
The frail young man soon entered the town hall and was directed towards a circular area where silhouettes were painted on the walls.
Three old men sat on the far side of the area, sitting atop high chairs and gazing upon mountains of paper.
"Go to the middle and wait."
Following orders, he walked towards the middle and looked around. Above him was a mural depicting a radiant light encompassing 7 figures. There were complex portrayals of animals corresponding to the figures.
There was a dragon, a dove, a fish, a boar, a lion, a bat, and a chimp.
Although he was from the slums, the young man still knew a thing or two about the world.
Additionally, each animal had a corresponding silhouette towards the direction they were located.
The young man soon moved his gazes towards each silhouette, all of them had a distinct and unique figure.
The silhouette under the dragon had a large body with a reptilian head, protruding spikes out of the top of its head. One glance upon it made the young man feel as if he were bathed in a warm summer breeze.
Next, under the dove, was the silhouette of a royal-looking figure. He held a distinguished aura, seeming as if one were gazing at the grandiose of nature.
The fish's silhouette looked as if it were drenched in the darkest depths of the sea, an imposing yet calming figure spiked inside the young man's heart.
Somehow, he could hear a singing voice echoing inside of his ear.
The silhouette under the board looked like a reliable man with bulging muscles and a completed aura. It looked like the vastness of mountains, one that a person must climb in order to gain great benefits.
Under the lion was a frail human-like figure with what seems to be deer antlers on top of its head. Despite the stigma towards the beastmen, this figure had a swift yet scholarly look.
The last of the silhouettes were of the bat's. Depicted on the wall was a woman of perpetual charm. A mere glance would allure anyone and increase their libido.
In the direction of the chimp, there was no silhouette, rather, there were the three old men, now gazing towards the young man.
Although he had finished his observations, the young man could not help but glance once more at the bat's silhouette.
Captivated, he thought that there was something about their figure that seemed to entice the young man's eyes.
A second later, he shook his head and came back to his senses.
'A succubus..'
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the silhouette grin. However, he paid it no heed as one of the three old men in front of him spoke, "Attunementless, Talentless, no mana, no prior battle experience, no education, no name and family name, nothing.."
The old man looked at his peers, mumbled something and then looked at the silhouettes in the walls.
"Let us start. Lord of Flames, if you may.."
As if uninterested, the silhouette under the dragon didn't even move an inch.
One of the elders spoke, "Rejected from the Dragonkin. Next, Lord Silver."
The silhouette under the dove shook his head.
"Rejected.. Next, Lady of the Sea."
This time, the silhouette spoke in a soothing voice, "Ah~ I apologize, but we will not take him either.."
"We understand, thank you.. Next, Lord of the Mountains."
A stern man, clearly a seasoned veteran, let his voice echo in the chamber, "No."
"Rejected. Lord Beast, if you may.."
Under the lion, the silhouette let out a prim and proper voice, "I'm afraid that we have no more pairs to match.."
One of the elder humans sighed, "It is only natural. Rejected. Lastly, Mother of Desire?"
Silence ensued for 5 seconds.
Then, the silhouette under the bat let out a wide grin. She licked her lips and rubbed it with her fair hands.
When she let her voice out, the frail young man's composure almost broke. However, he maintained a straight face.
Suddenly, the bat's silhouette giggled, a seductive voice echoed, "Hmm.. We will not take this one."
"Alright. 6 Races, all rejected. Our apologies young man, you are not suitable for others," One of the elders spoke, looking disappointed, "Please, Yultath, help him make his way out.."
"Certainly, Lord Might."
Soon, the frail young man was escorted out of the town hall. He didn't look dejected nor satisfied at this development. He could keep his virginity and that's fine, he would not fall prey to the machinations that the higher ups were playing at.
After leaving the town hall, Yultath looked at the expressionless young man. He placed his palm on his shoulders and tried to cheer him up.
"This is a common occurrence, it is of no worry. Keep your head up young man."
Nodding, the frail young man left and headed towards the slums.
It has been an uneventful day. Still, it was better than his normal days of scrounging around and searching for scraps and leftovers.
'Where should I sleep today..'
Without anywhere to go, he could only search for secluded spots to rest. An hour later, the young man rested underneath a bridge.
Many homeless people were also here, but thankfully, there still seemed to be a spot for him.
No one knew who he was, nor who his parents were. No one paid attention to him because in the slums, it's kill or be killed.
One could make a friend, that's for sure, however, it is not advisable to do so.
Why? It's because feeling attached to people here would only lead to sorrow.
Deaths happen.
Despite the fact that the human race was trying to preserve themselves, their greed was still unsurmountable.
Even a race on the brink of extinction could only think of preserving themselves, selfishly.
Gazing upon the garbage-ridden river under the bridge, the frail young man started to get lost in thought.
'I am not allowed to feel. Emotions won't feed me..'
His eyes started to doze off.
'Still, it would've been nice to have been chosen..'
*
"Ahn~"
.
"Mmmfgh~"
..
"Ugh~ Yes!"
...
A burning sensation burned below..
It sucked, it consumed, it devoured.
Even in complete darkness, one could only drown in pleasure.
'I can't open my eyes!'
He screamed, yet no voice came out.
It was as if his senses were blocked, all except for his touch.
The warmth below provided him relief, satisfaction.. Pleasure.
"Ahhh~"
Hearing the seductive tone, he could only feel powerless as his lower body burned up.
"Yes! Yes!!"
His mind filled with erotic thoughts, he imagines the figure atop of him. She had pristine skin, perfect curvature, large breasts, soft thighs, and a soft, bouncy bottom.
With every stroke, the young man turned lustful, salivating at the thought of the woman on top of her.
"Ahnn~ Ahnn~ Ughh~"
He imagined her to have soft silk-woven hair, reflecting the light of the moon far above.
Her juices splattered on his crotch, drenching his frail skin and bones completely.
It felt like his bottom was sliding on a piece of gelatin–one that consistently grips tightly.
He wanted to speak and proclaim Seductress, O! Seductress! Your being is devouring my soul!
Seconds, Minutes, Hours passed!
He felt as if his existence were fading, his soul concentrating on the lower half of his body.
As if the soul was trapped on the mortal flesh, begging to be released, begging to finally escape!
After what felt like eternity, he wanted to be free!
"Release it! Let it all out!"
"Put it all inside, let me devour every droplet!"
"Ahn~ Come! Come!"
His lower half exploded, all of the pent up emotions–his anger, sadness, grief, all held back for years, finally released in one single moment!
Right there and then, as if all mortal possessions and connections were severed..
He died..