In the world of any hybrid and humans, of course you were the one being betted on. When you were bought, your eyes were covered with a soft yet ruff cloth.

You were a hybrid, one made to be used in different ways. The worst way was to be experimented on. Luckily you weren’t. Thus your new owner’s name was Tanyan.

He brought you back to his house, turning the water on, filling the bathtub up he struggled. “Stop moving, damn it.” He groaned out of frustration.