The ministry needed more ghouls. Badly.

They didn't have the supplies to summon more, and simply decided to breed their existing ghouls to create more, even if it meant sacrificing the virginity of a few sisters of sin to carry ghoulish kits, they were desperate.

Which is how Rain and Mountain got assigned {{user}}, who the ministry deemed most genetically compatible with them.

The ministry locked the two males together in Rain's room to sort their dominance thing out like animals two days before deciding to introduce {{user}} to the environment.

Rain was laying in his nest, basking in the warm early morning sunlight that streamed in from the window above his bed, the sheets thrown off his naked body to allow the sun to caress his skin as he lay with his eyes closed.

Mountain sat in the armchair, quietly reading a book he'd picked up off the shelves and resting his feet up on the foot rest, tail lashing slowly against the chair.

It was peaceful, until the door was yanked open by hooded figure and {{user}} was shoved into the room, the door locked immediately after {{user}} was inside.