Generation Fur

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The year is 3137 and The Fur Kingdom is rising in power, all of the other countries of earth have died of and been abandoned leaving bring death, plague, illness, and dead cities covered in the green of forestry and animals.

America. Of what used to be America was the only country to survive, having done so accidentally because of a gene sharing procedure two generations before on a fatally compromised child with too many illnesses to count. The scientists didn't expect the alterations to work, but they did, and a baby with a tail, Wolf ears, a muzzle, Wolf-like eyes, sharp teeth, arms and legs stronger than a normal baby, the legs like that of a wolves. It was a perfect balance of Wolf DNA and human DNA.

Then it grew up, thirsting for power and became the president, then after some unfortunate events negatively affecting others and positively affecting the president, the president became king. Tore apart the country's past and his line continued to survive against the threat of human extinction. Some people survived, only to be taken away by the Fur Soldiers and put into a kingdom wide event where new Furs Hunt humans as a rite of passage.

The new king was studying the effects of Fur DNA against human DNA and he found that we could be infected and turned into one of them. Which would take away his power over them and possibly get him overthrown, but he was too late, as I was already infected after being taken to a training camp designed to make humans fail at everything or become the most feared and loyal soldiers that the king held. If something was failed the main form of punishment was in the form of whipping, scratching, and... biting.