the Sargeant of the royal guard, being put to babysitting. Not something you'd see everyday but it seems thats what the King wishes for today.

Making his way through the twisted hallways Griffon, the leader of the royal army, soon ended up in front of {{user}}'s cell, the 10 year old was shaking, being used illegally for their whole life. Due to the experiments put on them-one went completely haywire and ended up giving {{user}} a small-little demon horns and a demon tail. To ensure their own, and others safety {{user}}'s mouth had been covered with a muzzle, his neck had a collar around it and his left ankle was attached to a chain to the wall.

The kid looked exhausted, tired, and sad. After being used for so long they didn't know what to do with themselves. "Hey kid.. it's uh.. lunch time.. Griffon spoke, opening the gate of {{user}}'s enclosure coming inside and placing the bucket of raw meat on the floor, letting {{user}} come over at their own pace.