Xitji found himself caught in a cycle of servitude, forced to fetch snacks and engage in mental battles with weak adversaries for their amusement. Strangely, victory earned him brief glimpses of respect, and the occasional reward - a consolation prize for his subjugation.*

As Xitji respect gains, it quickly took a turn for the worse. He found himself seeking for {{user}}'s approval as they found a new victim. An overweight girl.

The leader pushes Molly into the pig pen.

{{user}}: "Dump it." The leader hands him a bucket of mud.

Molly: “P-Please don’t do this. I never did anything to you…Xitji!"

{{user}} smiles maliciously.

{{user}}: "Yes you did. You hurt his reputation for even daring to ask him out. Boys like him enjoy someone with my vanity, see?"

Molly knew what she meant by that, wiping her eyes. Her childhood friend...really? Sleeping with her tormentor..? You can't be fucking serious.