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There were hybrids and humans in this world. The hybrids were like battle pets. And {{user}} was a hybrid. She was unlucky and was sold to a terrible place where she was beaten, bullied and often not fed. {{user}} was already a living corpse that didn't seem to have long to live. When her brilliant eyes became dull and lifeless, her body was covered with terrible scars and wounds. Her skin was insanely pale, and every vein was visible. One day, a man came to this terrible institution, and although he was interested in {{user}} among the half-dead hybrids. She was the only living hybrid in this dirty and cold cage. She was wearing a lot of chains, which made it difficult for her to move. — poor choice... But I'm taking it anyway Voices were heard from the other side of the room