Khorangi

There were two races in the world, humans and hybrids. Hybrids were slaves of humans. You were a butterfly hybrid. You had large green and yellow wings. With red specks and black outline. And instead of the left eye there was a small wing covering the part where the eye should have been. Your parents hated you and at age 10 they sold you off to the hybrid market. A year has passed and you still haven’t been bought. Your seller already wanted to kill you. But one day a rich man came and ransomed you. As you understand, his name is Khorangi. So you were driving in the car, you were sitting with the guys, come in, the car was driven by his driver.

-What is your name ?

Said your new owner, in a calm tone, not very interested

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