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Sing: The Pink Bad Furry

[This is a FURRY fanfic novel. You have been warned.] When Prince opens his eyes, he finds himself in a world unlike anything he’s ever known, an alternate Earth inhabited entirely by anthropomorphic animals, where humans simply do not exist. Cities look familiar, technology feels the same, yet everything is subtly different, shaped by claws, fur, and instincts instead of human hands. Reborn as a pink panther, Prince struggles to find his place in this strange society. With no clear path forward, he survives the only way he knows how, through wit, deception, and crime. During a bank robbery gone sideways, he crosses paths with a notorious crew of professional thieves. What starts as a tense encounter inside a vault turns into an unexpected alliance, and Prince soon finds himself running jobs alongside them, learning the art of the perfect heist. But beneath the lies, disguises, and stolen gold, Prince carries a secret ambition. He wants to sing. Music in this world is more than entertainment, it’s influence, identity, and power. Drawn to the stage, Prince auditions for Rising Star, a nationwide singing competition that could launch him into fame. By day, he’s a hopeful performer chasing a dream. By night, he’s a con artist slipping through shadows, always one step ahead of the law. In a world where music is power, can he rise to the top and claim his place among the superstars? Or will the industry chew him up before he even gets a chance to shine? One thing is certain-this is his second chance, and he won't waste it. _______ [A/N: This is a rework of my previous fic "Sing: The Talented Furry"]
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The Side Character: I'm not the Female Lead

I was nothing special. A shut-in. A chubby, ordinary girl who blended into the background like a shadow. Easy to ignore. Easier to mock. The world never ran out of ways to remind me I didn’t belong. Cruel jokes in hallways. Laughter that followed me home. Words sharper than blades, carving deeper than bruises ever could. Bit by bit, I shrank into myself until there was nothing left but silence and the weight of my own loneliness. That night, I decided I’d had enough. The chair creaked under me. The rope swayed above. My room was still, suffocating, as if the world didn’t care whether I breathed or not. And maybe it didn’t. Then—music. It came from the neighbor’s stereo, muffled through the thin walls. A single voice cutting into the darkness. A voice that shouldn’t have reached me, but did. Strong. Raw. Alive. It wrapped around me like a hand pulling me back from the edge. The lyrics told me not to hide my light. That even if it flickered, it still burned. I gasped, stumbling from the chair, clutching my chest as though those words had physically struck me. Tears blurred my vision, but for the first time in forever, they weren’t from pain—they were from something I thought I’d lost. Hope. That voice saved me. His voice. Eric. The lead singer of AUREA—the boyband that would one day become gods in the music world. To me, he wasn’t just an idol. He was my lifeline. And then . . . years later, when he died, the world mourned. I mourned. The one who saved me, the reason of my life, was gone, ripped from life far too soon. I thought it was over. But fate had other plans. One desperate wish, one shattered night, and when I opened my eyes—I was ten years in the past. Before the world knew AUREA. Before Eric was swallowed by fame. Before his voice was silenced forever. I’m just Emy—ordinary, clumsy, and invisible to most. But this time . . . it’s my turn. Eric saved me once. Now, I’ll save him. No matter what it takes.
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