Uzan: I Am Who I Am

By Beth Hoyer

This is the file typed by an Uzan native named Sonny Thunder cloned from another on the orders of the High Council of USA from the island continent nation of Americana Island. There are references to Uzan; The Lovers.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Beth Hoyer
• Release date: Jul 28, 2022
• ISBN: 9781005142056

Beth Hoyer

I'm currently a lover of cats. I love to type stories on my computer for hours. I like the science fiction fantasy genre with romance thrown in it when it comes to my stories. I like to take hikes through forests snapping photos to use as my covers for my stories. I'm an aspiring author of science fiction fantasy.AccomplishmentWe that seek goals and dreams,Seek many ways for the dreams,To be accomplished.We that seek the path to the goal,Know there will be many paths.Choosing the right one,Will take time.We that dream the impossible,To be accomplished,Will face many,Obstacles, bridges,And challenges,To be overcome in time.It will take time for,There’s no challenge too great,Nor too small that waits,To be conquered.

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Uzan: I Am Who I Am

Edenia Series

By Beth Hoyer 2022

There are references to Uzan: The Lovers story.

I am redeemed with remorse for my criminal behavior. I said.

You’re not redeemed despite your telling this tale. I heard a voice said with disgust from recorder of memories recording this talk onto her laptop as in typing my words down.

I ignored the female speaker to say I admit this talk on orders of the High Council to admit I’m a former sexual addict.

High Council said You’re to use yourself as a lesson towards others to realize getting sexually addicted isn’t proper.

I paused from telling the tale lost in thought while gathered around others we sitting on logs of fallen tree trunks surrounding an eater fire bringing warmth.

I was on a beach dubbed Beth Bethany Beach.

Keep continuing the story! I heard as I obeyed.

I continued speaking story I remembered what I was doing during my time of waiting for my trial and court case to be decided. I was assigned twins both males named Mars and Marty unsure of their odd names. Their declared Moorras more of a big brutes’ body and tall heights’ size and appearing to be First Ones’ appearance always accompanied me around forested city of Beth Bethany dubbed seaside town area of Long River Place in Port Monaco the capital of the Americana Island.

The twins once I was freed from containment of serving the High Council of USA walked up towards me saying We serve you as you’re our master and we’re your masters in return.

This was proven true by the twins acting as my conscience whenever I was reverting back to bad sexual behavior games by them saying No you may not do that behavior that’s wrong.

I figured then the High Council ordered them to accompany me to make sure I truly redeemed myself from criminal behavior of sexual addiction onto females.

Anyway one of them I could never tell them apart as heard spoke Anything on your time with the High Council as their servant?

I spoke I know a story a tale of a Moorra became titled by the High Council declared Tristan the Redeemer.

I continued the tale despite hearing Humph! from the others I’m declared by the High Council to be a descendant of the legend of Uzan that became Tristan the Redeemer with another pointed out by a family connection way that has taken the deity lord title. Hence I’m not in title at the moment so spare me anything involving blessings from that servant of the god king.

The others gave up Humph!

That noise of disgust was echoed by my twin companions of mine that never left me alone with anyone or left me have privacy with anyone hanging around me for talks or sexual intended behavior. This included following me into public restrooms to insist I take the disabled stall for private business with myself while one guards the door outside with one inside watching me doing my dirty business.

Ugh enough of that talk smarty! I got into my mind by a familiar plant I recalled introduced to me said in a female’s voice I’m named Berra.

Berra turned out to be sentient like an all knowing mind walker that seemed cued towards people’s thinking minds such as mine. I do recognized that Berra from her attitude favors appearing as black rosebushes in potted plant forms that moved whenever she comments a comment involving certain situations.

I spoke the story in response despite pleas of Story!

I said Uzan is at first a planetary world primitive and medieval like till Highlanders arrive with manipulation using technology to better ones’ life.

Highlanders after formation of the High Council of USA as said You focused onto planet functions first then anything involving humanoid’s comforts second.

The Highlanders created the High Council of USA that originated from Aire a wintry sister planet to Uzan that’s summery. The group is always nine humanoids with telepathic mind walking abilities I’m aware of that status. The new High Council of USA as dubbed was formed after the original High Council’s members disappeared aka died off.

I’m currently am to refer to as myself Masterson Thunder in this story. I said added while telling the tale.

I continued this creation of my line was through an unplanned pregnancy with a female said to be a Moorra that’s a hybrid of the species on Uzan used for my predecessor’s sexualized addiction.

It’s not known how she got pregnant other than was claimed Pregnancy was by the God King’s orders.

Her pregnancy became known by her showing status she reported I’m pregnant.

The High Council instead of throwing a fit said We’ll keep this offspring alive to do whatever he wants among the natives.

This resulted into me as the descendant I called myself Master Masterson.

I used that as my alias name among the Americans the High Council said at meeting me We’re related to you Sonny Thunder as your full named status will be known among us servants and natives of Uzan. You’re to do our orders or else your prison sentence will receive harsher punishment. Your family connection to us is why we insisted on this community service sentence to the judge.

I admit it I was reportedly got roped into the servitude of the High Council for the judge said the official excuse reason as said You forced mated with one of the High Council’s servants’ offs springs. She’s pregnant with your offspring as DNA tests revealed you as the father. You’re paying the price with neutering of your sexual organ for offspring’s production is removed as that word meant. Your sentence is serving the High Council for their servant’s offspring’s pregnancy’s duration till she births the offspring without any medical harm to her. Your sentence’s length will be determined by how this female carries the offspring and births the baby without harm.

This talk of neutering made me throw an angry fit snarling This isn’t true!

Neutering is taking my sexual offspring’s production surgery taken out of me which I’m still hissing fitting about that status.

Aw you liked that addiction too much you bum! I heard from a voice sounded female that always makes me cringe remembering of me raping her by force.

I cringe out of annoyance recalling she was just a prostitute that I picked for the sexual acts that appeared to want to do mouthing the private than penetration. I was accompanied by my two brainless stupid friend twin Moorras who this day refused to have anything to do with me.

The brainless idiots excuse me for insulting them caught my signal Hold her.

Their stupid in their thinking but they smartly figured out This is wrong.

They broke up the friendship and refused to do anything to support me. The twins held the female as I ripped her clothes she tried to scream blocked by one of the twins covering her mouth. I raped her as simple as that finding her not satisfying me when I did that act. I kept trying to rape her including doing the offspring’s production inside her. I couldn’t make myself get that happy feeling of satisfaction after I did that duty of offspring’s production onto females by force. The feeling refused to hit me no matter how I tried the ritual onto her.

The ritual got noticed of the other females all prostitutes hanging around one bringing up a device and dialing Emergency, send the law keepers.

This made the twins said Enough we’re attracting attention.

I wound up forced to agree by darting away after adjusting pants which the twins weren’t sensed following me. The twins recognizing this was wrong stayed on the scene and pointed the finger at me as the one responsible. I was arrested once in my residence an apartment in a building named after the deity king Lance Richard by name of Lancelot.

That’s when the judge said I order you to being neutered.

I think I tried to protest to that neutering but once I was neutered my feelings of sexual addiction quit controlling me but lowered enough to tolerate it to think smartly.

The judge at the court case without an audience in the stands said We have incidents on recorders.

The prosecution showed multiple recordings of me doing that act of sexual penetration onto females as seen as forced by various bondages.

I tried to say This is by willingly females tied up.

The prosecution included the sounded recording me verbalized loudly giving braggart talk of me conquering the female like a conquest proving Mating by forced rape without female’s consent.

The twins my former friends were said to be video recorded to give statements to the law keepers He’s the one who did this with us helping him. We found this action wrong. His actions after this are to react like he had no remorse. We figured out that sexual addiction and told to have him neutered immediately.

I figured from that talk as figured out Sexual addiction is controlling Masterson.

The judge said The High Council requested defendant into servitude for the duration of his sentence of the female pregnant with his child to be monitored. The defendant’s freedom is oaths after female births the baby with defendant said to talk about his sexual addiction towards others to warn of this situation.

I threw an angry fit in response swearing vulgarity inappropriate language. I said in response to my punishment

You to clean your mouth! as insisted by the High Council who ordered No such language’s uses in front of us!

I tried to be clean towards listeners listening to me telling this tale including towards the victim the female prostitute typing this down onto laptop while listening to me speaking this. I once in the High Council’s presence in their South Pole castle I was introduced to the female prostitute wearing the recorder’s uniform of entirely white robes loose around her form. She walked up towards me revealed her face after removing the hood shocking me including a far along pregnancy status as highlighted by her pressing her robes. I managed to figure out how she got far along in pregnancy despite I shocked to see that from her. I recalled I was transported to the High Council’s continent island Moor’s Tundra in the South Pole by sea vessel which took too many days to get to there while she was transported by flying vessel within hours. She wound up carrying my offspring during the duration of my prison sentence of serving the High Council which she had successfully birthed my offspring without any side effects of medical harm.

The High Council insisted towards us both We’re to raise the offspring in our beliefs.

I’ve given my consent agreement with her said agreement while she’s listening to this tale I speak it she’s recording by laptop typing my words down rapid fired pace like an expert with that device. I couldn’t figure out how to manipulate devices such as that laptop for I realized electrical devices and I don’t cooperate together well.

You’re off the point. I got told.

As I was saying the female pregnant with my offspring said towards me at our meeting in front of the High Council I agree with the pregnancy for I wanted a way to get out of the sexual slavery you bummed idiot gave me that excuse. I wipe the slate clean as long as you bummed idiot talk about this problem towards whomever. You bummed idiot don’t keep this situation to yourself.

Wipe the slate clean is natives’ talk for I forgive you.

She as the High Council’s recorder of memories kept insulting me with the term bummed idiot at meetings than my actual name of Masterson Thunder.

I gave up correcting her for the High Council said Keep your language clean in front of us.

She refused to call me by my name Masterson or any titled name while in the High Council’s servitude which her attitude was explained later.

Mindbender I met the leader of the High Council’s guardian guard’s service said the explanation That’s her way of forgiving you while you both serve so accept that labeled named insult bummed idiot till she gets over being furious.

When did you get the term descendant as Tristan the Redeemer? I heard that question said by her sounding firm while she typed my talk by laptop as the recorder of memories roped into that job.

She said I’m named that name Mairead Mariana.

Mairead was said by the High Council She’s your declared mate friend from birthing your offspring we dubbed Tristan.

This is true but the twins’ guards of mine kept us both from doing anything involving sexual penetration towards each other No you may not do that.

They did permit us both to do lips’ kisses onto the lips and throats including hands’ touching chests for fondling while only doing the lip ritual. I figured that the twins like the High Council thought I would easily get into sexual addiction behavior again if I did the penetration of sexual act onto females such as Mairead.

I’ve not protested to that status of being sexless for I figured I’m not doing that again or I’ll get addicted.

Mairead Mariana as named than any other name for I figured None of my business to ask what her actual named identity was.

Mairead was covered up in twinning clothes as mine which was sweatshirt with a grey stripe through it marking High Council’s servitude and a padded like sweatpants both in black. We both were wearing booted shoes as she had her long red brownish colored waist length hair tied back highlighted with pointed ears of a Highlander. My hair has since servitude of the High Council grew to be shoulder length style straight blonde.

I heard a rumor among the natives There’s a secret law issued that shoulder length hair is a must for males of Uzan to have to mark them different from off planet visitors doing criminal terrorist behavior.

Mairead was busy typing my words down onto laptop as the ones listening to me speaking the story pleaded Tell us a story!

I spoke I have to explain something.

The term Moorra is used for hybrids of more than one species in a body’s form on Uzan that got officially taken