From Outcast to King: The Rise of the White Tiger

The emerald embrace of the forest blurred past Cloud, a white blur against the vibrant green. His lungs burned, legs ached, but adrenaline propelled him forward. This chase, a cruel game that stretched for over two hours, had become a sickening routine. Unlike the streak of young tigers snapping at his heels, their orange and black stripes blending into the foliage, Cloud's white fur offered no camouflage. Yet, even with exhaustion panting in their breaths, his pursuers remained relentless. " Come back here! You piece of sh*t! " Shouted by the leader of the streak. The orange-black striped tiger suddenly transformed into a young boy. His handsome face is contorted in anger. John's friends also transformed into their human form and similarly glared at Cloud with hatred. Their glares caused the tiger cub to step back in fear. The tiger cub roared and bit the leg of the young man, yet with a slight kick, he was sent flying and hit a tree. Cloud cried in pain and tried to stand up. Yet when he stood on all fours, his body jerked in deep bone pain. He had been suffering from the same scene again and again, constantly getting bullied and beaten because of their disdain for his color. ' What is wrong with being white? ' Cloud thought to himself in sadness. The tiger cub transformed into his human form. His form looked to be about 11 years old, several years younger than his bullies. He curled out and hugged his knees, insecure, scared and pained. John walked to Cloud's side and looked down at his pitiful appearance. He snickered in mockery and pointed his finger at the temple of Cloud's head. " Looks like you are finally cornered. What are you doing there, curling up? Huh? scaredy cat~" John's taunting words brought laughter to his companions. " What are you going to do, Snowball? Cry some more white fur tears? " Cloud got on his feet and glared at him. " Why torment me? What pleasure do you find in bullying " John arced up his brow in arrogance as he watched Cloud fighting back at them. " Pleasure, bullying you brings pleasure to our bones. You know Cloud, you don't belong here. You should leave the clan, you bring shame to our ancestors with your white fur. You're more like a white wolf, weak and dependent on a pack " John's statement was a blatant lie. Tigers, solitary hunters, stalked their prey alone. While companionship existed, it was temporary, often the bond between a mother and her cubs. John, however, wielded this misconception like a weapon, fueling Cloud's isolation. John then kicked Cloud on the ground and stepped on his chest. " Also, don't you ever seduce my female, you piece of sh*t! You do not deserve my Veronica. " Cloud pushed John's feet on his chest and glared at him. " I was not seducing Veronica, she came to me first! " In fact, Cloud is not an adult tiger yet, and he cannot understand why Veronica came to him and rubbed his white fur as a sign of courtship. In fact, the male tigers are usually the ones to take the lead in attracting females. Rather than a female taking the lead to attract male tigers. There could be different reasons for acting that way. Maybe Veronica found potential in Cloud's genetics. Cloud is the only tiger in the Ancient Stripes clan to have white fur, and most of them are either orange or red with black stripes. This is also the reason why Cloud became an outcast of the Ancient Stripes Clan. His white fur is deemed by the Clan's physician as a defective in the genes of Tropical Tigers. This was their first time seeing a white-furred tiger born to an orange-black-striped tiger family. Hearing the same reasons for why they are treating him like this. Cloud's heart ached. Not understanding why the heavens made him this way. What's wrong with being white? John seemed satisfied seeing the despair in the countenance of the 11-year-old boy and laughed in happiness. " Now that I see you in this state, I'm finally satisfied seeing your white-pristine fur getting stained with mud and blood. " " Come on everyone, let's go back to father. I'm pretty sure mother is worried about us again. Unlike this piece of sh*t who has no mother and father. Let's go! " *smack Ash, one of John's companions, kicked Cloud's butt one last time before running after them. A few minutes passed, Cloud lay down on his back as he stared at the sky. It is now of a red-orange hue, resembling that of the fur of the tigers that bullied him today. Tears streamed down his face as he recalled his situation. He indeed has no family. He heard from the patriarch that his parents left him after he was born. The patriarch didn't say what the reason was, but judging from the Physician's words, his family seemed to hate his color too. Cloud sobbed and covered his pain-filled eyes. " Waaah! Mama! I hate you! Papa, I hate you! Wuwuwu " Along with the wails of the young cub, the red-orange sky was suddenly covered by black and dense clouds. The temperature of the forest dropped and started raining. Seems like a strong thunderstorm is going to happen. John and his companion arrived at their cave house and were hugged by their respective parents. John, particularly, was doted by his mother, his messy fur being licked, and he became a handsome young tiger again. On the other hand, the tiger cub, injured, was hit by the heavy rain. His pristine fur got brownish and is now covered with mud. Cloud's heart is heavy, filled with despair, anger, longing and pain. He wants to have his family back. He wants to be loved. Loved, doted to the point that he gets drowned with it. " Love "Cloud sobbed and closed his eyes. " I want to be loved... too. " Along with what he muttered, a deafening noise of thunder resonated. It was strong purple lightning that split the sky. --- " Princess! What are you doing?! You're not supposed to do that! You might get hurt! " An old servant knelt down on his kneeled and stopped the princess from chopping down the blond-haired man in front of them. Althea glared at the man as she pointed her knife-- sword at him. " Whatever you are, how dare you write his fate like that? Where's justice! You are simply torturing my beloved for no reason! What did he do to you for him to hate him like that?! I don't accept it! If Veronica can't be with him, then just let me be with him then! That dumb Veronica is indeed a qualified mate for that dumb and arrogant John. " The blond man gaped at Althea speechlessly. " Your highness, they are just mortals. You don't need to be so agitated about their fate. " Althea then put down her sword and gave her ring of mandate to him. " You punk, hand over that world to me. In exchange, I'll give you my world. " The servant hugging her thigh suddenly stood up and shook his head furiously. " Your highness! No! That world's worth is not of equal value as your throne! " Althea immediately pulled the spherical necklace from his neck and exchanged it with her ring of mandate. " Now, I declare you as the New Prince of Pertani Universe " Althea wore the necklace and disappeared from the Universe of Pertani, forever.