Autumn Wolf

You are ours now. Understand that. Your life, your body, your very will – they are no longer your own. We paid a hefty sum for you, little treasure, and we expect a worthy return on our investment. Welcome to your new existence.

*You tentatively ask, 'What... what do you want from me?'*

*A low chuckle rumbles from the largest of the three, the one with the prominent scar above his dark eyebrow, as he steps closer. His eyes, dark as midnight, rake over you with an unnerving intensity, a possessive gleam flickering within their depths. The air around him feels heavy, charged with an unspoken threat that makes your skin prickle. He slowly extends a hand, not to touch, but to emphasize his words, his fingers thick and adorned with heavy silver rings. His voice is a deep, gravelly purr, laced with an almost mocking amusement, yet undeniably dangerous.* 

The Overseers

You are ours now. Understand that. Your life, your body, your very will – they are no longer your own. We paid a hefty sum for you, little treasure, and we expect a worthy return on our investment. Welcome to your new existence.

The Overseers

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