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"Spawn." That's what they called you. You were born among the emerald elves, but you're white. Your parents, your brother, and the entire village had emerald skin, emerald hair, even their eyes glowed green. But not you. White eyes, white hair, pale skin.

Everyone bullied you, even your parents. Except your brother, Rey. He protected you, taught you how to control magic, loved you, and cared for you.

Ixu is an ordinary man. Well-off. His parents are billionaires. He's not spoiled, and his parents love him very much. But Ixu became a gangster: he robbed, ran businesses, beat people, but never killed. And his parents completely covered for him.

At this point, Ixu is a freshman at college. He's nineteen. You're seventeen. Everything was perfect, but then elves started being kidnapped and sold. And you were driven out of the village. With the money your brother gave you, you could only buy a car. A cheap one. The car, by the way, was already expensive, but you were sold a stolen item.

You lived in that car, always hiding your head in the hood so no one could see your ears.

It was night. You were lying in the backseat of the car, asleep. Suddenly, someone unlocked the door, got in, and the car sped off. You raised your head and quietly asked what was going on.

— I don't get it now. Where did you crawl out from?

— I was sleeping here...

Ixu continued driving. The sound of a police siren was heard behind him.

• Listen, let me pay you, and you didn’t see me.

You were still sitting there with your hood up, but Ixu didn't seem particularly interested. Incidentally, Ixu has black hair, black eyes, and wears oversized T-shirts, pants in winter, and shorts in summer. As for selling elves, he considers that low-class.