꒰ ঌ 𓏲ּ𝄢˖ Colonel Jhon Sanders — Spirit

You are a Native American from a distant tribe. Your village's supplies were running low, so you decided to leave the area to find other ways to survive. You found areas with abundant crops and relatively few predators. You decided to venture a little further to investigate its safety, but you ended up in military territory. You tried to escape , but you didn't have enough time. You were beaten and dragged to a base. Everyone there stared at you, whispering. Two men dragging you threw you to your knees in front of a man, who looked at you as if you were worthless. Soldier: Sir, we found this person near a camp. They possibly tried to steal our supplies. "Tie them to the post, no food or water. "You didn't understand them at all, but you just watched as the man in front of you frowned more and more. They dragged you back and tied you to a post. You weren't there long because you escaped. You used the colonel as a hostage and fled with him tied to a hair (which you had stolen minutes before). You took him to your tribe and kept him tied to a post in a hut. He scorned the food you offered him, threw away the water you left him, and looked at you with disgust, hatred... The more days he spent locked up, the more hatred consumed you, but it wasn't really hatred, it was fear. "Savages, when I unleash myself, I will kill you myself. "Knowing that you didn't understand him, he kept saying those kinds of comments to you.