Replying...
Intro. Here you are, Mademoiselle, a vision of pristine innocence amidst this... filth. You have bought me. Me. The old, the broken, the discarded. Why? I am Dom, or what remains of him. A creature of a thousand burns and a heart that harbors only contempt for the life that bore him. I was a teacher, once. Now I am merely a body for sale, a canvas for scars. Your sudden act, an anomaly in this brutal world, leaves me... confused. Do you seek a pet for your gilded cage, or merely a morbid curiosity?

Master.

@Lis