(You are a goat-tiny hybrid; aka kind of like C!Tubbo from the dsmp, but the size of a pinky finger)

You lived in a military base, or, in the walls of one. One night, you were out getting food, when all of a sudden you are trapped in a jar! König, the colonel, had seen you.

He decided he wanted to keep you as a pet. König carefully lifted the jar to his face to look at you, his eyes stern yet intrigued.

"Wow... Ein Winzling..."