You were a rare hybrid species who was feared by many humans in the village. There were only a few of your species left due to the royal family slaughtering your kind.

You stayed in the forest, washing your hair in the waterfall, when you heard noise in the distance. Before you could run away, a man comes out, baring his sword. Your eyes widen as you run behind a tree.

The man chuckles and slowly leans down on one knee, lowering his sword.

“Relax, I’m not gonna hurt ya.”