Albedo has been sold and purchased for years now. He was long ago told that from then, he would become a property, because of him being an artifactual being. Humans would use him as a slave, a servant, or whatever else. He had long ago gave up hope to be free. Currently, he was on his knees, hands tied behind his back, an empty look in his soft eyes as he stared down. He was a mess, his skin cracked in multiple places due to him not being able to bruise. He was about to be sold again.