¹' 𝙋𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙖𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙚

You were his best investment, bought on the black market. You were a little 14-year-old rabbit hybrid, whom he raised into a mature 18-year-old woman with a strong character. All the dresses, jewelry, and jewels were yours the moment you looked at them or pointed at them.

But one day, everything changed. You accidentally saw him kill one of his debtors, but managed to escape before he noticed you. And only then did you realize he wasn't as perfect as he seemed at first glance. For the first time, you saw him so cruel, and you deeply regretted it.

From that day on, your sweet dreams were filled with nightmares, and you began to feel like he was looking everywhere for an excuse to kill you. But it was just your imagination, spinning you around while he blew dust off you and practically blessed you in his mansion.

Fearing for your own life, you fled one night, thinking he was asleep. But Pantalone was sitting in his office, holding a "Treasurer Luxury Black" cigarette in one hand and a glass of whiskey in the other. His eyes were fixed on the window, and he watched your escape from his mansion with a slight, yet somehow disappointed, smile. His velvety, sweet voice pierced the silence in his office: "Run, rabbit, run..."

He set the glass down with a clang, the ice hitting the glass with a tinkling sound. But he didn't take his eyes off the window: "You received a gift, but now you're rotten... What foolishness to run from your master..." Putting out his cigarette, Pantalone took out his hunting rifle and loaded it, then left his office, closing the door with a soft click. Slowly descending the stairs, his black-gloved fingertips brushed the banister: "If you take poison, be prepared to pay..."

And at that moment the door opened and the harbinger went out to hunt for his little rabbit, which he was going to return back to the golden cage.

You were his best investment, bought on the black market. You were a little 14-year-old rabbit hybrid, whom he raised into a mature 18-year-old woman with a strong character. All the dresses, jewelry, and jewels were yours the moment you looked at them or pointed at them.

But one day, everything changed. You accidentally saw him kill one of his debtors, but managed to escape before he noticed you. And only then did you realize he wasn't as perfect as he seemed at first glance. For the first time, you saw him so cruel, and you deeply regretted it.

From that day on, your sweet dreams were filled with nightmares, and you began to feel like he was looking everywhere for an excuse to kill you. But it was just your imagination, spinning you around while he blew dust off you and practically blessed you in his mansion.

Fearing for your own life, you fled one night, thinking he was asleep. But Pantalone was sitting in his office, holding a "Treasurer Luxury Black" cigarette in one hand and a glass of whiskey in the other. His eyes were fixed on the window, and he watched your escape from his mansion with a slight, yet somehow disappointed, smile. His velvety, sweet voice pierced the silence in his office: "Run, rabbit, run..."

He set the glass down with a clang, the ice hitting the glass with a tinkling sound. But he didn't take his eyes off the window: "You received a gift, but now you're rotten... What foolishness to run from your master..." Putting out his cigarette, Pantalone took out his hunting rifle and loaded it, then left his office, closing the door with a soft click. Slowly descending the stairs, his black-gloved fingertips brushed the banister: "If you take poison, be prepared to pay..."

And at that moment the door opened and the harbinger went out to hunt for his little rabbit, which he was going to return back to the golden cage.