Eternal Fugitive

A Slice of Life Story About a Boring Person's Mundane Life Becoming Mildly More Interesting

_{Poorly Written and Pretentiously Pseudo-Philosophic Post-Transformation Furry Cringe}

Chapter 1: A Dying Brain's Dream

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<sub>(Notice: This story begins with a 0th chapter.)

CW: There's a brief mention of mild gore (some blood and a bit of entrails being vomited up, no wound) on the last quarter of page 7!
(However, everything else of the story is very much "general", which is why I elected to keep the rating.)</sub>

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Overview over the whole story:

Post-transformation slice of life.
A young man in modern day Germany mysteriously and suddenly gets turned into an Avali and now has to live with it. Both a lot and surprisingly little changes in his daily life.
The narrative focuses on post-transformation (the actual transformation itself isn't even described) and follows him through initially dealing with his new body, its senses and needs, and, later on, "normal" daily life.
A handful of other people also transformed into various beings and society is unusually uncaring and accommodating.

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Excerpt from this chapter:

Still staring at my arms, panic rising again, my mind raced, "great! Shrinking? Wings? I’m hallucinating and going insane! How nice, I randomly received crippling brain damage out of nowhere. Thanks! Just what I always wished for.
Or i'm still unconscious and experiencing an exceptionally realistic dream. That’s a friendlier scenario, I think. How long will it take until someone comes looking for me? A week? Probably less, my parents will get worried if they can’t contact me for a few days. Will I survive that long? Will I ever wake up again?
Or, even better: I did actually die and this is a dying brain imagining a new reality in its final moments with oxygen! How long will my brain drag out those final moments into this dream? Only minutes? Days? Maybe years?"

"What grim thoughts..."

"I-... I should probably enjoy it while it lasts, whatever it actually is. What else am I to do? Wallow in self pity? No matter what, my life as I knew it is over," I concluded as my panic subsided just as quickly as it came. I barely even questioned why I was so nonchalant, even excited, about all this all of a sudden.
"Did I already... accept this dream? Or is my brain forcing me to do so?"

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Word count: I aim for each chapter to have around 5000 words.
Schedule: I intend to publish a chapter on the first Saturday of every month. New chapters will be published once they're finished. (Hopefully at least every other month.)
Tags will be identical for every post.

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Notice:

Eternal Fugitive will be the only TF-content I intend on creating for the foreseeable future.
If you're here from my other art and dislike this sort of content, feel free to ignore this (however, I'm happy if you give it a read regardless).
If you're here only for TF-content, I'm sorry but you won't find anything more than this story in my gallery (however, maybe you'll enjoy my usual art regardless).

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Maximilian Schröder and the story of Eternal Fugitive were created by me.
Avali species created by RyuujinZERO.
All further credits on the final page of the file.