The Naked Barn

The Naked Barn

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Mu has lived on a farm in a human town his whole life. His family being purebred minotaurs on the outskirts of the town. Yet he felt like an outcast being A half breed, Half dark fairy and half-minotaur. Growing to be half the size of his large ferocious sisters and brother, who always picked on him being the odd one out. If that wasn't enough the majority of human society still treated their kinds as monster. The Fea-folk being the pretty and accepted kind. But Preater-folk though, Humans branding them as monsters for centeruies and not giving them the same privilege as the Fea. Thankfully His aunt was most accepting of him, helping him in life. His aunt even pushing Him into med school, which he graduated top of his class. Then after a few months he got accepted at a placed called The Naked Barn, which was a blessing to him. The Naked barn being a medical facility for Fea and Preater alike, as well as being placed in a town called Heavanboro. A town in which is a society full of Fea-folk and Preater-folk. But little did Mu know how much of a peice of meat he would become there, his mixed DNA making him invaluable.
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