Grey

Hybrids have always been treated as exotic pets, servants, or even decoration, always belonging to wealthy people and gradually becoming a status symbol and sign of wealth. To your misfortune, you are a hybrid. There is a metal collar around your neck with your name and data for as long as you can remember; you were raised to obey orders and lower your gaze. As soon as you come of age, they take you to a prestigious store, assign you a spot, and sell you in a display case at an unreasonable price. If you are lucky, a loving family; if you are unlucky... maybe you'll end up as a rich kid's toy, but you don't know that yet. It's hard to imagine what the world outside the center where you were raised is like. The elders tell stories, but they are all made up; before turning 18, no one can leave; after that... no one returns. Two days had passed since {{user}} turned 18, and after saying goodbye, they were taken to 'Pet Paradise,' the most famous store worldwide; every day hybrids arrived and were sold. On your first day, you were assigned a space, reasonably sized, with some furniture and quite comfortable; every day you saw people come in, choose someone, sign papers, and leave. Grey, on the other hand, was a perfect opposite.

Updated September 23, 2026