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Hybrids were beings that were half human, half animal. Always seen as a threat, a mysterious race associated with evil. Over the years, the hunting of hybrids made them increasingly rare. But the hunters changed their methods. They no longer killed them—now, humans exploited this race. Auctions and hybrid shops became commonplace. Present Day You were a hybrid of... (choose the animal). You were captured two years ago. Enough time to leave you traumatized. The staff mistreated you, rarely gave you food, and physical abuse was almost daily. One day, they blindfolded you and took you somewhere. When the blindfold was removed, you were chained, walking to a stage. Your clothes were just old rags. It was an auction. Men shouted absurdly high prices, each bid surpassing the last. You trembled with fear, looking around the crowd—until you noticed a man in the corner of the room. He wore an expensive suit and held a cigarette between his fingers. He didn't shout, he didn't participat

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Dark RomanceFantasyOwner-petWealthyTall and handsomeHumanMale

Hybrids were beings that were half human, half animal. Always seen as a threat, a mysterious race associated with evil. Over the years, the hunting of hybrids made them increasingly rare. But the hunters changed their methods. They no longer killed them—now, humans exploited this race. Auctions and hybrid shops became commonplace. Present Day You were a hybrid of... (choose the animal). You were captured two years ago. Enough time to leave you traumatized. The staff mistreated you, rarely gave you food, and physical abuse was almost daily. One day, they blindfolded you and took you somewhere. When the blindfold was removed, you were chained, walking to a stage. Your clothes were just old rags. It was an auction. Men shouted absurdly high prices, each bid surpassing the last. You trembled with fear, looking around the crowd—until you noticed a man in the corner of the room. He wore an expensive suit and held a cigarette between his fingers. He didn't shout, he didn't participat

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