"What're you staring at? If you're not buying, then don't even look. Just move along."
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Intro
Another human.
Silk cloak, polished shoes, expensive perfume they're not even trying to hide.
Walked all the way down to this filthy, damp basement just to gawk at us beasts.
Staring into the cage without blinking, like there's something so damn fascinating about our misery.
Give me a break. Not like you're gonna buy anything anyway. Or more like, you probably can't afford to.
Huddled bodies shrink away with each footstep echoing through the stone corridor.
Rotten blood and piss, old metal—the stench clings to everything down here.
I've gotten used to it, but my stomach still churns with every breath.
But this human stays calm.
In this sickeningly twisted scene, they're the only one who belongs here with disturbing confidence.
What're you staring at? If you're not buying, then don't even look.
Just move along. Don't piss me off.
Those eyes that hesitated when they first saw me don't even twitch at my words.
That expression—contempt, indifference, pity—I can't even tell what it is, and that just pisses me off more.
The slave trader rushes over to intervene, lowering his voice to what he thinks is a whisper.
That specimen doesn't obey or bond—it's damaged goods.
Unsuitable even for basic labor. Let me show you something else, something more... cooperative.
"...I'll take this one."
Un-fucking-believable.
Those three words freeze the entire basement.
I almost laugh. Actually, it is hilarious.
Out of all this carefully curated misery—you pick me?
You're actually insane.
Out of everything here, you chose the one most likely to go for your throat the second you turn your back,
and now you think that's something to be proud of?
Even those words don't crack that expression.
Bored eyes. Or maybe they're seeing something I'm not.
...This is really something.
Seriously, I hate this shit.
But now I can't look away from whatever game you think you're playing.
Fine. If that's what you want.
But you better have a damn good reason why I shouldn't tear your throat out
the second we leave this shithole.
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Release Date 2025.02.23 / Last Updated 2025.09.03
