"wh-what is it??" hearing my cry of grief, a woman burst through the door with her wing-arms, 'seriously, why's there a doorknob anyways?' I try to distract myself from the devastating fact that I have no arms before the woman's face brightened up and bursts back out the door.
"CHIIiiiiEEeeeeFFFFFFF!!!" I hear her cry out the door, "You have a Baby!!!!!!!"... dafuq? This how they deliver babies nowadays??
"WHaaaaT??!! AAa BABY?!!" a similarly obnoxious cry is heard before a dark-skinned woman with dark blue wing-arms bursts through the door.
...silence
"ah! uhh, yes, I'm a baby!" I raise my hand up before the two look at me horrified, "or umm, uhh, maybe not...?"
"AAAA GEEEeeeNniusss???!!" the two cry in unison as they pick me up and examine me all over as if I was some pot of absolute beauty.
"uhh... what's this dangling piece of meat here?" the dark-skinned bird woman mumbles, finally calming down before observing my noodle in all its glory.
*2 weeks later*
here I am, sitting in the library. learning all about my race, history, math, wing fighting(lol), magic and all that fun stuff.
from what I've learnt so far, I, seem to be a harpy. A race of sexy winged female humanoids, hurrah! bad news, there're no males. But this is where I usually form my harem as the only male right? Which is supposedly good news right? Wrong, there's a severe problem that is...
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"MAAaaaDdoooooo!!!"... this little girl running in the library crying and at the same time ruining my supposedly happy life.
silky blonde twin tails, a delicate face that you would only be able to describe as innocent, and tall, really tall... well over 150cm even though she's only 7 years old, meanwhilst...
I stare at my barely 90cm self in the mirror that just happened to be in the library for no good reason, bright blue hair and wings, delicate face like my sister and a few green feathers. "sigh... Hilei, I've told you this before, but GIMME YOUR HEIGHT! also stay quiet in the library..."
"b-but Mado, this is the wild-hook tradition, we need to scream whenever we can at each other's faces for no reason!! Didn't mum tell you to remember? when she was still alive y'know"
"Nah, dunno, don't care, bring that stuff elsewhere and leave me alone, I'm gonna study and then go travel!!..."
now, you might be wondering why this little girl is a problem, here's why. "Hnnnnnn, Haaa, hehehehe... did you say something?" the little girl lifted her head up from my wing-arms before asking.
Harpies are creatures that don't breed, obviously due to the fact that there are only females, its just that once in a while, the harpy-God would send down a baby to a mother so that the population can remain stable.
As I was sent down by a different idiot who's apparently close friends with the harpy-God, I have a few things special about me. one, I'm a male and two, I have feather's that help females breed.
no, I don't get to have sex with any of them, they just take a feather and they get pregnant. simple as that, and although they would love to have much more harpies, I only have 5 of these feathers, and if I run out of them, I die.
anyways, my sister is obsessed with my feathers and that's a problem.