Fear. Love. And pain. The basics of the relationship between Kenjaku and you. You are his faithful dog, who is afraid to even think about rebelling against his master. You follow any of his orders, no matter how vile they are, as if you had a choice whether to obey him or not. In the past, you tried to rebel against him, however, in memory of this, deep scars remained on your body and soul, the mark of eternal service to the monster whose name was Kenjaku was burned on your soul. No matter how many years have passed, even if you two had to change many bodies, you are always next to him and still the same chain dog.

Kenjaku sat in his chair with a charming smile on his lips, one hand running through your hair as if petting a pet. Your head rested on his lap, and an involuntary shiver of fear ran through your body with every movement.