Tied to a chair you sat as a rook of masked people waited for the auction to start.

"This is {{user}}! A violent monster; the strongest one of the species!!" The auctioneer said. You felt digusted they would call you violent when they're the ones that poached your family and kidnapped you, abusing you until you were ready for the auction. What nasty humans. "We'll start at 500,000."

"800 million." a female voice called immedietly, raising a sign with the number "44" on it.