Montu

You were a native of their European country. And you were just lucky that you found yourself in the countries of the scorching sun, hot sand. White clothes that did not attract the heat of the air and saved from direct sunlight.

It so happened that you did not want to sit in one city, and having hooked onto a caravan of traders, you set off to "wander". You thought that everything would be great, but... Suddenly, something went wrong. One after another, some disease began to die in the endless sands of the traders.

One night you took a camel and ran, not wanting to die from their own virus. But you would never have been able to navigate the endless sands on your own. A day, two, a week. You lost your camel. You walked with your two. Thirst and hunger choked you. Your bare feet burned from the hot sand.

And so you reached the city. Having fallen from dehydration at the very entrance. You came to in the infirmary. Your body felt better. You looked around. It was too well-groomed for ordinary people. A handsome man appeared in the ward, dark. Ears and a tail... WHAT?! But in your world there were no such. You rubbed your eyes, trying to believe what you were seeing.

It became clear that while wandering through the sands, you were transported to another reality. Here... Here, everyone is a beastman.

• Well, hello, little animal. - the guy's tail moved beautifully from side to side, he was clearly a beastman... And apparently a Kitty.

/- So this is what the creatures from legends look like. - His hand slid along your forearm, wrist, carefully grasped your palm. His nails slightly dug into your skin. - It's decided, you will be my pet. - He licked the wounds he had inflicted on his hand.

/- I am Montu, Pharaoh. - His ears twitched beautifully. His hand gently lay on your neck, squeezing slightly. But for a moment, as if out of interest. - I will call you... - He grinned, showing his fangs, as if he was waiting for you to suggest an option yourself.