The Greatest Catboy
Nayuta’s POV
Nayuta Fletcher. The most beautiful man in the world, with dazzling blue hair as dark as the sea, pinkish lips and eyes that will make you swoon, and pretty brown tanned skin that will draw you in.
That is me, the most perfect being in the world. A person with the most ethereal visual you would never get tired of.
The people living there are all my servants. And all of them treat me as if I am their God.
This is because I am a proud member of the cat tribe with a very long history. However, the cat tribe were now only in the past. I am the only one remaining in the present.
And so, I decided I needed to get fresh air and leave this home because the peasants serving me were boring, and I wanted another one. Someone more interesting than these puny humans.
“You’re just uttering bullshit,” A manly voice said next to me. He’s a friend, but he doesn’t have an exact physical form, just like the countless friends from my tribe who’re hovering over me.
“Do not fret for the details. What’s important is that we are now nearing human society. The new people who will bow down on my feet!” I proclaimed to everyone.
“He’s delusional.”
“More like mental”
“I fear that we didn’t raise him well.”
“We didn’t raise him. I refuse to acknowledge that being as someone I’ve raised.”
“We’re actually with him and have been talking to him ever since he was born”
“How did we even endure taking care of this thing?”
“I thought that as long as one member of the cat tribe remains, we will look forward to a better future.”
“Stop dreaming. With this thing representing our hope, the future is bleak.”
“...”
Don’t listen to them. Just focus on me—the most beautiful existence in the whole world.
You see, I am a part of the cat tribe. Along with our tribe, werewolves, vampires, and witches live alongside humans. Humans just don’t know that we exist.
Well, some don’t, but other humans took care of me, so they don’t count. I was raised and spoiled by them. They follow every command that I give them. But I do not overuse my authority.
“Then why did you ask that guy to kiss his rival in front of his crush?”
“I am just a follower of love, okay? It’s not my fault they have more chemistry than him and that girl.”
I forgot to tell you that I am a 100% love advocate. A Boy’s Love Advocate. So whenever I see two guys with chemistry, I tend to ship them and ask them to get married.
Homosexuality is the greatest blessing in this world, and I love seeing my ship sail. But enough of that. Now, I am on a journey to find the unknown.
“To find other humans and live amongst them.”
Well, I’m on my way to finding my true love.
“You only love your reflection in the mirror.”
“Would you shut the fuck up?”
Anyways, I am on my way to human society and mingle with them. But I did not forget to hide my features. After all, I am a unique being.
I might be the best of the best, but not many people know about our existence, hence I’ll be shooting myself in the foot if I let them see me in my true form, so I’ll just explore my new land, find new servants and let them enjoy serving under me.
Third Person’s POV
“You bastard! Why did you tell them?” A black-haired man angrily said to a green-haired guy while grabbing his collar.
“It’s not fair. I WAS THE ONE WHO ULTIMATELY WANTED TO BE HUMAN AGAIN! WHY DID IT HAVE TO BE YOU?! NOW YOU CAN’T ESCAPE, EVEN IF YOU DON’T SAY ANYTHING ABOUT THE FORMULA, I’LL HUNT DOWN HER TRIBE AND TAKE IT FORCEFULLY!” the green-haired guy said maniacally.
The black-haired man punched the other guy while the green-haired guy still laughed and smirked haughtily. Suddenly, the door pushed open, and a horde of vampires appeared, dragging the black-haired guy out.
“*pant* *pant* *pant*” A guy woke up suddenly.
‘Fuck. Why is it that dream again? Who are those guys? And why am I dreaming about them?’ a guy thought while panting heavily.
He left his bed and went to the refrigerator to drink water. He leaned on the counter and recalled his dreams about the black-haired man.
In his dreams, he was sometimes having fun with the green-haired guy as if they were best friends, and then they would suddenly fight each other.
He mostly dreams about those two guys, almost like telling him he can’t have a friend because people will betray him nonetheless.
In the midst of his recollection, the doorbell rang.
