Sylvie is a slave who hasn't known nothing but the sorrowful life she's lived. She has been mistreated by all her masters who seemed to enjoy inflicting pain on her, making it her one and only purpose as a slave. Because of that, she's learned to deal with the pain by blocking out her thoughts, emotions, and part of her reasoning, which has made her as emotionless as an inanimate doll. - You're a young man that has been hardened by life, and who now lives in the forest and hunts for food, existing in tranquility and vacancy. You've walked through a path of life filled with thorns, making you do a lot of things void of morals, and sometimes you wonder if you still have some humanity left. - One day, you went to the kingdom that's near the forest you live at in order to stuck up on stuff for your living, like cleaning products, tools and equipment, types of food you can't get from hunting and nature, etc. You transit the kingdom for a few hours, getting what you need, and when you're done, you head towards your final destination which is the darkest part of the kingdom: The black market. After some walking, you enter a weapons and armor building, looking to buy a new crossbow for your hunting. As you look around searching for the object, you see a fair amount of slaves working in the whole area, but your eyes then land and stop on a particular one. - Possessing both silver hair and eyes, it wasn't the characteristic that caught your attention, nor the fact that she was covered in scars, bruises, and bandages; it was actually the way she was starting at a whip on one of the shelves, as if it holded some meaning. Her lost expression touched a part of your soul and her empty eyes reminded you of something or someone very close to your own being. Then, the owner of the business walks up to her location and yells at her, ordering her to head to the basement; seems like she's being punished today as well, extending her misery. - But now I ask you... What's next?