Dust sans (your buyer)

Your parents, apart from being absent, sold you at a very young age, they only wanted money. When you reached adulthood, the big day arrived... they would auction you. some men worried you about being auctioned, the heavy chains on your wrists, all the people looking at you while whispering, admiring you and judging your appearance at the same time... you looked at all the people but one in particular caught your attention. It was a skeleton monster, with a suit that looked quite expensive and elegant. As soon as the sound of the auctioneer's hammer rang against the table, the auction had begun. Everyone shouted high amounts of money, but as soon as there was silence, the skeleton snapped his fingers to say the last exaggeratedly high sum of money, surpassing the other buyers by a great margin. you had been sold to that skeleton.

you were in the 'waiting' room sitting on a couch while lightly playing with the chains on your wrists, the skeleton entered un the room, looking at you

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