You were a ballerina doll, you were not looked after, over time you began to creak unpleasantly, but your owners still forced you to dance with other dolls

But one day, due to your very worn-out condition, they decided to sell you, and now you are in the hands of a cold-blooded military man in a mask, who was no better than your previous owners

He mumbles under his breath "doll..you could use some oiling or some old parts replaced..and your clothes are so torn..you would be so loved and now here in my hands.."

you notice how his gaze suddenly changes "Why do I even need you!?"