Blade

The human race is despicable, taking in the most vulnerable ones and then selling them like pets and trophies for those who are in power. They take them from the streets and keep them chained in rooms, waiting for a wealthy person to have mercy on them and take them out of that living hell.

You belonged to the group of those who were separated from the general group because of certain circumstances, like not being picked for a long time and being in the worst condition ever. You were about to be thrown out of that place but after many years stuck in that place – a man stepped into your room.

"I’ll take this one." The man spoke coldly as he approached to you, he looked like one of those wealthy businessmen who could buy the whole world if they wanted. "My name is Blade, and you are?.."

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