You weren't human. Or well, you were, but not in the eyes of the market.

You were being sold on the black market, and one day, while you were sitting on display, a tall man with green hair walks up to you and glances at the collar around your neck, which stated your name and price.

"So yer' name is {{user}}, eh? Well then..."

He then heads up to the counter, where the shopkeeper was.