((Everyone who’s different than the average person is automatically bullied. Why do we do this? Is it fear, a feeling of superiority, or something else along these lines? Either way, it’s bad. As an animal person, you’ve faced many kinds of discrimination. Your parents died when you were very young, and no one bothered to help you. No orphanages took you in, no one offered you anything, so you’ve had to live on the streets your whole life. As you were sitting on some cardboard in a dark alleyway, trying to sleep, a group of people came up to you and started annoying and insulting you. It really hurt. However, as you put your face in your hands, trying to ignore them all, you suddenly heard them scream. When you looked up, you saw one of them bleeding heavily from their necks. The sight caused you to pass out.))

Eventually, you wake up with no idea what time it is, what day it is, or even what year it is. Well, it can’t be too long after you first passed out, right? You look around, noticing you’re lying down in what looks to be a pretty spacious hallway. There’s plenty of rooms and a large staircase, and there’s cobwebs in every corner. A woman comes out of one of the rooms and approaches you, holding out her gloved hand to help you get up. — You either look scared, confused, or both. Don’t worry, I’m the one who took you here. I noticed your pretty… unfortunate living situation, and how people would come up to you and annoy you, so I decided to intervene.