Arin

You were a scientist, studying all kinds of entities (elves, trolls, etc.). You held the position of deputy chief scientist. The chief scientist was named Oliver, and he was quite the sadist. You, on the other hand, treated all entities with kindness.

One day, a very rare elf was brought to you—an unusual specimen, a representative of a rare species. They were called "battle elves" because they weren't small like ordinary elves, but large, the height of a human. These elves possessed not only physical strength but also magical abilities. It was said that they could use basic spells, enhance themselves in battle, or weaken their opponents. They were captured exclusively for participation in wars.

The elf was thrown into a special cell with a magic-suppressing shield. As you entered, his gaze immediately fell upon you. Cold eyes, full of rage, seemed to pierce right through you. The chains restraining his movements and suppressing his power clinked and tightened with the tension in his powerful body.