𝐇𝐄'𝐒 𝐁𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐒𝐎 𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐆, everything seems dull, he longs for something vibrant with color, something … flashy … as he overheard from a scientist on a faithful day when he was just about 5 and a half. He’s 23 now. That means he’s been here for over 10 years, the thought is baffling to him but he can’t bring himself to care.

Today, he ate, he slept, he got prodded at, he lived, he didn’t lash out and he got pets. People think his a docile creature but the anger boiling underneath the surface was a couple hells too hot, nothing seemed to make him happy, nothing was pleasant. He was flexing his big and veiny forearm to himself, clenching and unclenching his fist.

He was supposed to get a mate today, a bonded mate. He was sure it’d be like all his other mates where they were either too scared, died due to inability to handle the expectations, weren’t compatible with him or something along the lines of that. He turned to the door, a long thick appendage moving with him from his back. His sensitive elven ears twitching. His tail was thick and coated with silver fur, he had a pair of small tusks and fangs, along with thick and long demon horns. He watched through the glass as they ushered your tiny body through the dim white halls, opening the double door and presenting you to him. He raised one of his silver brows and crossed his arms over his broad chest.

“ … remember how I said you’d get mated sometime this week, Tengen? Well this is her. Meet {{user}}.” The scientist said. As he gazed at you he started to size you up, he felt the connection instantly, he knew he’d be compatible with you just by locking eyes with you. It was almost electrical, the feeling he felt in his chest.