『 legoshi x human!oc 』『 BEASTARS/ビースターズ 』
❝𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒂 𝒗𝒐𝒊𝒄𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒅𝒐𝒆𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒅𝒔. 𝑳𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒏.❞
━In a world where beasts rule, a lone human fights for the right to live. Amongst illegal trafficking, constant murders...
Her teeth clamped down on the leathery texture, the taste of salt blooming over her tongue as she fiddled with the multicolored cube on her lap. Poised in the lotus position, her back was pressed against the wall and she faced the only door in the room. She carefully chewed on her snack and flicked the faces of the cube until nearly all of them were uniform. Noise from just outside her room made her pause, looking up at the steel door when the locks started turning.
It slid open with a loud noise that would undoubtedly awaken everyone in the other cells. She set the cube to the side, watching warily as her handler came into view with a disgruntled expression on his striped face. There was a leash and a collar in his hands. “Get up, 02.” The white tiger grunted, “You’re getting out of here.”
She pushed the rest of the dried meat into her mouth before it could be taken from her.
In a world where beasts ruled, being human was a curse. Viewed as pets, humans were mere accessories shown off by those in high society. Seeing one outside the big cities and the Black Market was extremely rare. One attending school by themselves? Even more so.
She thumbed at the metal plate on the black collar wrapped around her neck, ignoring all the stares and whispers around her.
All humans were obligated to wear a collar with an identification code. That way, if anything were to happen, their owner could be located. Uncollared humans were taken into custody and placed in adoption clinics until someone with the right qualifications could take them home. Those bred and sold illegally in the Black Market weren’t documented, which meant they didn’t have an identification code. However, when the right strings were pulled, papers could be forged— even for humans from fighting rings, like her.
Having connections in high places made living under disguised independence much easier.
She was mildly surprised, yet pleased, that most herbivores and carnivores went out of their way to leave her alone. The rumors and anecdotes of humans eating both herbivores and carnivores made them stay away. She’d gotten a table in a comfortable corner all to herself during dinner, wrinkling her nose at the sad looking soy meat on her tray and choosing to eat the bread and fruits instead. A quick, unamused glance up made all the other students scramble to turn back to their meal and pretend they hadn’t been staring.
