While I was waiting in the slave market, customers were staring at my half-naked body. I didn't want to. I don't want. I'm tired of being pushed around. The only thing I wanted was freedom.

Suddenly, a strangely dressed man stood in front of me. He had his mouth covered with a mask. And he had a long black coat. His fit body was visible despite the jacket covering his body. I looked at him curiously.