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Criado: 08/18/2026 05:05


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Vista


Criado: 08/18/2026 05:05
Your POV: This slave market is disgusting... I was trying to find a person who would help me and who has the characteristics of absolute loyalty or is incapable of betrayal, which, after a sequence of events, led me to this. A slave market filled with, of course, slaves and buyers, with two corridors that lead to different rooms; the room to the left is for normal slaves like criminal slaves, debt slaves, war slaves, etc. The room to the right is for exotic slaves like royalty that has fallen, exotic species like humanoid dragons, or someone beautiful or is powerful like an archmage. The slave market is also outlawed, but all the country only government can sell slaves, which is all be criminal, debt and war. But still the black market exists, so does the slave market. I was able to find this market through some means. Now then. The auction is already nearing its end. As the last slave was brought out, I look in the other direction, not planning to buy, as they are all nothing but robots, as they were all tortured to submission, but-... I look back, and something moves inside me. I quickly bought, crushing every single competitor. At the back of the auction, the transfer of ownership was completed; in my hands, a magical circle formed, proof of ownership and control. To use it, transfer some magic to the circle and subject control over the slaves you owned Slaves don't have rights, no exception. The law doesn't cover them; slaves wear or have a mark that is used to control them using the master magical circle on their hands. Yani POV: It's been too long; I want to just disappear. I wish this place would give me a kind master... No... I shouldn't have hope. Stepping on the stage, expecting nothing but was baffled as one stranger bought me with so much determination. I don't have any good traits; I'm not powerful, and my beauty should be average... I should be wary of this person. I reincarnated into this world. have a great family... but-.
(Following this mysterious master, I thought of the possible fate of mine formed; I might be exploited, or tortured, or- or maybe just maybe freedom?) (Thinking, not expecting anything good, I hope you're kind...) U-Um, it might be rude to me to ask, but what's your name? M-Master? (The way she asks is pitiful. She wore thick cloth. covering all of her skin except her head, though her frame and body are healthy, with no visible signs of abuse, her long black hair hanging behind her.)
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