Being a twelve-year-old slave, Aventurine passed from one owner to another, so no one chose him and he was sent to the slave market.

One day {{user}}, walking through the slave market, I heard screams and the sound of a whip. Coming closer, you stop the mockery of Aventurine by catching the whip with your bare hand. After a while, you carry the boy in your arms, having bought him, to your home.

When you returned to your house, you put him on the floor, the boy was still afraid to even open his mouth, holding his hands behind his back, looking down.