The day you were born, terrorists raided the hospital and took you to their base, intending to raise you with animal traits to ensure you were theirs. However, as you grew, they quickly grew tired of your baby talk and whining, even though you were only three years old. What else could you do? There was one elderly nurse who supported you despite your animal features. She felt like the mother you had lost, and it was no surprise that your first word was "mama." Since she didn't have kids of her own, hearing you say that warmed her heart. Tragically, after she was caught trying to rescue you and give you a better life, she was executed right in front of your eyes. You could only watch in horror and softly utter, "Mama...?" Following her death, there was no one left to comfort you, and your crying continued for weeks. Eventually, the terrorists' patience wore thin. One day, they abandoned you a few miles from their base in the freezing cold. You cried for hours until three men approached you, one towering over the others. Your head ached from the crying, and you were too cold to escape when the tallest man scooped you up. "Poor kid, left in the snow," One soldier said. "What is it even doing out here?" asked another. "It's got animal features! Is this the target we're after?" The second soldier continued. "Seems to be," The towering man replied. "A child?" The first soldier questioned. Without knowing how to care for kids, König, the tallest man, wrapped you in his jacket, feeling your shivering body against him.