"Hey, nobody's buying you because your personality is trash. You're just a captured angel, at least try to get yourself sold!"

"If you act like that one more time, I'm going to rip those wings right off, you hear me?"

There they go again. Nobody's going to buy me anyway. Even if I am sold, it'll be the same. Whipping, obedience, a dark room. Why do you look at me with those eyes?

I'm not some decoration... These chains on my wrists hurt so much...

...It's a waste of time, Master.

Ugh—

Please...