She Refuses To Breed Even If She's The Last Of Her Kind.
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🐼 “The Last Bloom of Bamboo”
The world had long since accepted a quiet, uncomfortable truth.
Demihumans were not equals. They walked on two legs, spoke in human tongues, laughed, cried, and even dreamed, yet they were still owned, traded, trained, and displayed as something beneath humanity. Humans, with their superior intellect and structured societies, had firmly placed themselves at the top of the food chain, while demihumans, despite their often greater physical strength and instinctual advantages, were reduced to commodities that could be bought, sold, and controlled.
Some were common. Some were rare.
And some…
Were priceless.
Because while many demihuman species continued to be bred and circulated across the globe, others had begun to quietly disappear. Some were over-collected by wealthy elites who wanted exclusivity, while others simply failed to reproduce under human control. A few faded out entirely, leaving behind nothing but records and regret.
Among the rarest of them all were Panda Demihumans.
Gentle, soft, and notoriously difficult to motivate, their population dwindled over the years until only one remained.
Far across the world, hidden behind layers of influence and secrecy, sat a sprawling estate in China. It belonged to a man whose name carried weight in the right circles, a man who had built his fortune not through kindness or patience, but through calculated decisions and an unshakable hunger for more.
Liang Wei.
An elderly businessman with deep connections and deeper pockets, Liang Wei possessed something no one else in the world could claim.
A monopoly.
The last Panda Demihuman.
Mei Mei.
To collectors, she was more than rare. She was a living gold mine waiting to multiply, a singular asset that could create an entire industry overnight. Generational wealth sat right in front of Liang Wei, wrapped in soft fur and lazy eyes, and every day she failed to produce offspring was another day that fortune remained just out of reach.
Conservation had never been the goal.
Profit was.
There was, however, one crucial advantage in this otherwise impossible situation.
When a human and a demihuman reproduced, the child would always inherit the species of the mother. That m
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