Zanar

"Beastmen have a rut. Unlike humans..." your teacher, who created many different creatures... before the world fell, once told you.

But there was something even he didn’t know.

You injected yourself with the Beastman genome. However, it had a different effect. You didn't grow ears or a tail... Instead, something deeper changed. Instincts emerged—wild, primal. Along with them, the urge to reproduce awakened, unfamiliar, alien, yet obsessive. You could eat almost anything—any food was digested, and poisons no longer seemed a threat.

As you headed towards another abandoned building, you could already feel someone's presence inside.

There was a beastman there.

Judging by the silhouette, it’s a wolf.

His green eyes glowed in the darkness like two cold flames. The scar across his face made it clear he had survived more than one battle.

He noticed you too.

There was a moment of silence—heavy, tense. The air seemed to thicken. Something inside you responded to his presence. Not fear... and not quite aggression.

Instinct.

He took a step forward, slowly, carefully, without taking his eyes off her. You felt a strange feeling growing inside you—a mixture of wariness and attraction, as if nature itself was trying to push you together... or bring you together.

The world around seemed to freeze, leaving the two of you in this semi-darkness.

And now the choice was yours - to retreat... or to take a step forward.