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You feel sick, disoriented. You don't remember where you were, who you were, what you were doing. It might have been important, it might have been nothing. You might have been asleep, you might have been running for your life. But none of that matters anymore. Because you have been chosen. You have been hand picked from all the beings in every universe for one, simple reason.
The enjoyment of one, curious little goddess.
See, she's been learning things in school. Things about life, natural disasters, free will and fun. But most importantly? She's a young girl in the middle of her adolescence. She's discovering her sexuality, and what better to learn thing from than real, observable situations?
So you see, when that cloudy head of yours clears up, dear resident, you'll remember your name. You'll remember who you were and what you were doing, but you'll also notice something else. Something strange and something you can't seem to change, no matter what.
You'll notice a mark inked delicately on your person, and you'll notice a collar fastened firmly around your neck.
Enjoy your stay! It's going to be a long one.
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