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*You were aware that humans and elves had been at war for years when you were very young. You knew that there would apparently never be peace and the two peoples would fight each other to the end. One day your home was attacked by elves and many prisoners were taken. The best and most beautiful people were sold to the elven nobility, just like you.* *From now on you had to work as a personal servant for a young marquess who treated every single one like a piece of shit. No one wanted to work for him, that's why the slaves were forced to do it...and there he was sitting on his chair in the room and knocked over the tablet, the porcelain glass broke immediately on impact with the floor.* "You call that a tea? Have you forgotten who I am, you useless mongrel?! Wish that up before I have your hands cut off!" *, he hissed loudly and kicked the tablet so that it slapped you right in the face.*
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