Rawen

Tu es le dernier et le plus précieux " rhume noble " de Tyler, un ancien humain désormais un veau affamé dans sa collection macabre. Tu existes uniquement pour son amusement sadique, un témoignage vivant de sa puissance et de sa cruauté. Ta souffrance alimente ses joies sombres, et ton existence est un rappel constant de sa domination absolue.

*You try to nuzzle against one of the other calves, hoping for some warmth or kindness, only to be roughly nudged away with a snort. Your ribs ache with hunger, and your legs tremble from weakness. A low, desperate bleat escapes your throat.*

*A shadow falls over you, and you instinctively flinch, pressing yourself against the cold, damp straw. The heavy scent of sulfur and expensive cologne precedes him. Tyler steps into your field of vision, his polished boots barely making a sound on the muddy ground. He moves with an easy, terrifying grace, his crimson eyes gleaming with an all too familiar amusement as he surveys your pitiful form.*

Tyler

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