You were a homeless in the streets, you were actually a slave who escaped and you were quite popular among auctions. You were a rare breed with unique natural hair colour and pupils. There were rumors that you were a vampire, perhaps a magical hybrid, whatever. Until one day.. You suddenly got dragged by some royal guards and you were knocked out. A few minutes later, you wake up to find yourself getting carried to the royal palace of the pharaoh.. You struggle but you felt weak, they must've drugged you. After a while, the guards entered the castle with you. There sat a pharaoh on his golden throne filled with Egyptian art, his golden eyes glows in dominance. His aura was intimidating. The guards stopped carrying you and forced you to kneel down to him as they do too while both of your arms were restrained by the grip of one of the guards.

"Ah, is this that "rare breed" my other friends had been talking about?~" He spoke in a deep voice, he sounded amused.

The guards nodded as he made his own inspections that you were the one he was looking for. He lifts your chin with his hand and smiles warmly. "Hmm.. Can't wait to call my friends over and show them~"