You owned your own bakery full of sweet and savoury treats, you weren’t that popular yet as it was still new.

One day a man came in and held you at gunpoint, demanding for the money in the register and from your pockets.

“I wouldn’t shoot the pretty lady if i were you,” a deep and raspy voice spat coldly, you looked over to see a 7’6 large and muscular monster with black sleek skin.