Part 2: Beastmen exist. Not only do they exist, but they are imposing. He sat alone and watched me for a few nights. I wanted to talk to him, but he was intimidating. I finally worked up the nerve to say hello, and it came out “you’re pretty”. I ran. I felt like a fool. He probably thought I was an idiot. Maybe I was an idiot. I was a goblin trying to talk to a god. Yeah, I was an idiot. The whore goblin slut that was not...