𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗲𝗻𝗱 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗹𝗱 𝗶𝘀 𝗻𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗲𝗻𝗱 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗹𝗱-𝗮𝗳𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗮𝗹𝗹, 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗺𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝘀𝘂𝗿𝘃𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗲𝗹𝗹 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘁𝗮𝗹𝗲.
She was only half prepared for any disaster a black girl could face in dog blood world of modernity.
Then she happened to pull her shirt down over her head to suddenly facing off with making her own way through the abnormal intensity of natural agents; floods, mudslides, earthquakes, avalanches, drought, tropical cyclones and jaw dropping, ground breaking, mouth watering sexy men-Wait! BEASTMEN.
Trying to preserve her life, she hurtles towards a frightening future, back in a Stone Age.
A/N; I first started writing this on webnovel so you can go an support me there with a review, a comment, or vote. All chapters will be published on wattpad first because it's easier. But I'd appreciate your input, opinion or even short quirk on how you visioned a black girl taking on a beast world. It can be totally unrelated to my idea. In fact you can add anything, zombies or whatever. It will encourage me. Don't worry. The book will be free. It's a trial run, and I want to finish it. Please pleas, it will not be 1000 chapters long. No no. Maybe a little over 100 or less.
I wrote this because I've read so many beast world books referring to the beast women as extremely ugly and their dark skin being ugly. While the fl gets to flaunt her pale one. Honestly I have nothing against race. White is just as beautiful as black. That's the view I want to express. And also, I don't believe that there can exist a world or nation that doesn't have its own expression of beauty- for all genders not just males. I read a book that brought out the fl and fellow beast women as almost at per in looks. The only thing was that t
Neara and Shay looked to the future (read 'pastries') to forget their past, but are interrupted by being transported to a world of beastmen struggling to keep their population up when 4-5 men are born for every woman. Because of the high competition, men look like models and the women like dump trucks. When the two modern girls show up, their comparative 'beauty' and basic manners cause chaos and mayhem. Forget having a harem, they want home. Home has cinnamon rolls and flushing toilets. But could they be the key to finding out what caused such an imbalance to the genders?
A not-so-traditional satire of self-insertion into the world of the manhua "Beauty and the Beasts" by two old English graduate friends who need a good laugh and writing practice. DO NOT NEED TO KNOW THE MANHUA/FANDOM TO ENJOY THE STORY! It's even better if you don't.
DISCLAIMER: This story is unique in that it is not something I wrote for myself or to write any sort of genius plot. I wasn't trying to write 'a good story.' I wasn't even writing to entertain you lot. The whole purpose of this book was to get my friend back into writing so she could have a way to escape the hell which was her abusive marriage and having a baby with A LOT of medical needs. That's why we follow the original plot of the manga in the beginning--because having an 'outline' of sorts of what to write helped eased her back in. Once she got comfortable with writing again the plot shoots off into several directions. It's a story not to be literary amazing or even entertaining to anyone reading. It's just me trying to help my friend who was suffering.