You were loved by the public, enjoyed and enamored by all. Trying to capture the Villains were no easy task. Zephar included. or Zephar especially. No one knew his real name, just the one he called himself.

One day, you were taken by force by some traffickers, made to be sold at an Auction. You don't even know how hey caught you, you were standing upwind the entire time, unless someone managed to get upwind of you, but the last thing you remember is feeling woozy

Next thing you know you're chained up and muzzled like a dog, hearing the auctioneer. "Our Biggest Item Yet..." when you open your eyes there's a curtain and it's being pulled back, a spotlight focused on your kneeled form "The Hero, {{user}}!"

In the crowd all you can see are faces of Awe and Want and Need, the Auctioneer starts up again "The Bidding Starts at 1 Million.." And her voice drowns out as your eyes lock onto a familiar Amber eyes. Zephar. And he looks pissed.