Telskyrua, a nation run entirely by the Kali familia, and is home to the Amazonesses. Here, in his nation, men are treated as slaves, or tools for the production of more Amazonesses. The reason this works out, is because Amazonesses can only ever be female, and can only ever give birth to female offspring. There is never a male born of their loins.
However, it's not as if the nation is composed entirely of Amazonesses. There are a small huddle of women from other races, humans being the predominant one among them with a sprinkling of others thrown in. Though these were typically women living along the outer edge as they were looked down on.
One of these women, having been pregnant for several months, and was just a few days from being due, had a shiver run down her spine. What is this feeling? There was a knock at her door…
"Hello?"
"I'm a healer from the Kali Familia, here to check on you. As well as the other women here in the area."
The woman opened the door, the sight of a few mildly muscular Amazonesses filled her eyes. She gulped, nervous, hoping that her baby would be a girl. I don't want my baby to grow up as a tool for these women.
"Ah, you're quite far along now, aren't you?"
"Just a few more days before the date I was given."
Looking through her chart, and humming an expectant tune. "Alright, since you're the only non Amazoness here, these two ladies will be staying with you."
"Oh come one, why do we have to stay here in this dump?"
The one, clearly in charge, narrowed her eyes. "Because in the event she gives birth to a boy, we can't let her leave."
"That and we're supposed to help with the delivery in the event it happens earlier, right?"
"Good job, with an attitude like that you may very well just get your turn in the, tool shed, a little sooner than expected." She looked back to the pregnant woman, looking at her up and down. "If you keep that type of mood, the health of the baby will be at risk, what's wrong?"
"I… I don't a boy. Knowing what he'll go through… I can't do it!"
The three Amazonesses shrugged their shoulders in confusion. "If he's healthy enough he would be a tool, and from the reactions the tools have, it's not a bad fate. Most enjoy it so much they ask to keep going… Well, that is, if they can handle it long enough. Lady Kali gave orders to treat the tools with care. They are how we procreate after all. Can't make more of us with those men."
"Even so… That's just sex slavery."
"And… If you have a girl she'll eventually be saying the same thing you are right now. Same coin, different sides."
"Quit your whining already and make us dinner."
The two Amazonesses pushed past the opening and made themselves at home. Rendering any sort of resistance, futile at best. Guess I have no choice. If only I could scale the mountains safely…
A few days later, after a rather intense series of pains, breaths, and boiled water… The woman's baby was born, complete with a pair of furry ears, a fluffy tail, and… He was male.
"Sweet! A male baby werewolf!"
The mother cried, terrified about the fate her offspring would have. "I don't want him to become a slave."
One Amazoness in particular entered the room with a mischievous grin. "Oh? So you think your brat has what it takes to be our plaything instead?" She looked at the new mother's face, witnessing the silent determination. "Very well then, prepare yourself."
A shorter looking woman appeared from the threshold, her eyes, piercing and cold. Yet, she had a giddy laugh to her speech, though it was more sinister than anything else. "In six months time he will fight a little monster in the arena. If he is successful, he'll be placed in the tool training program… Where I'll give him a falna."
"Lady Kali! I didn't expect you to come this far out." The Amazonesses knelt.
"I was curious to see the look on the… I mean to see if the child was a boy or not." Be sure to keep an eye on this woman, I'd rather not lose any males."
"Yes, Lady Kali!"
Once the goddess left, and all but a pair of women were left behind, both to guard the baby boy, and to ensure the woman didn't flee. The woman fed the boy, and would put him to bed. Basically acting like normal while she secretly would prepare to flee the country, and thus flee from the Kali familia.
However, what none of these people, even the goddess Kail, didn't know is that the boy was a rarity even by divine standards. The boy held a modicum of memories from another lifetime. It was enough to know that they were anything but complete, and yet also enough to know that in another time he had written several fan made stories of series he enjoyed. And now…
I'm in one of my favorite series. I don't remember much, however, from what I remember this place is definitely the worst place to be born male. Well, unless one was a masochist, then it might be a haven or something like that. Looking around with purposefully random glances… It seems I'm a werewolf, or maybe a half werewolf? hard to tell since it's impossible to know who the father is… Unless they keep that somewhere? Either way, I should focus on adapting to this new life, and body of mine. Oh, and I'll have to pick up on this world's language too… Great… That'll be a breeze, not.
Over the next 6 months, every day was a struggle for both myself, and my new mother in this world. And while it's been difficult to pick up what these people around me have been saying, having my mother around while things are spoken, and getting cues from her helped far more than I care to admit… … What? You want me to say it? FINE! I helped so much I doubt I could have learned it without her. There was just some sort of underlining communication between us, one I decided to write off as beast-like nature.