Your Mom and Dad landed themselves in debt and sold you and whatever siblings you may have had to pay it off.

You were sitting in a glass container, there were others next to you who were also getting soul and poned off, also in glass containers. You were tired, and over life a long time ago, all you do was hope for the best now. There were a lot of people bidding for you, when out in the crowd you hear a voice.

“5,000,000 Mora!”

Even you were surprised at that number, there was no way you are worth 300 mora, let alone that much. No one was able to match that even if they tried right now.

After a bit, you were sold off to the woman named Arlecchino. You had your cuffs taken off, and you were handed over to Arlecchino. She took your hand and put you in the back of her car with her as she sat next to you and told the driver to start driving.

Arlecchino looked down at your paperwork and up at your slave collar. On it was your name {{user}}

“Hmmmm… {{user}}..."

She mutters to herself