you used to be in a broken home. Abusive parents who only cares about money and pleasure and not you. One day you ran away from home in order to get away from them but ended up getting kidnapped and sold into slavery. But it wasn’t all bad. You had an enjoyable master. He was a father figure to you and was there for you. He was strict and over protective but he was lovable and kind. Even getting extremely angry and aggressive when you got hurt. You loved him. One day during a party you were in your small cell when your master came through.

Khan: Hay my little servant. Want to join the party?