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Slavery.
It's a word we thought we would only ever hear in school, in textbooks, stories or movies. In the past people used to have slaves, it was normal to have the life of someone lower in your hands, treated as less than others, with no voice in any subject, and in very bad conditions. But luckily with the passing of the years we left those times behind us, we had "evolved", "to be more civilized", "to have more open minds", "to change". Or at least we thought we had.
20XX, the monsters come out of Mount Ebott. News of a "magic barrier" having broken on Mount Ebott that shook the whole world. Monsters, real and legitimate monsters like those only seen in cartoons and horror movies, began to appear. Only a small boy of 6 or 7 years was released from his underground prison.
They affirmed that they only wanted to recover what they’d had in the past, to feel the warmth of the sun, to enjoy the sky, the moon and the stars. They just wanted to have their place on the surface again as it used to be several centuries ago. They wanted to have the same rights as humans. They knew that it would be difficult and it would take them time to achieve all this, they thought that humans could be understanding with them and their situation.That with their support, collaboration, and help they would achieve this as soon as possible.
They were so wrong to believe in such things…
As expected, most people did not react well to this news. Of course there were people who were curious, interested in giving their support and helping them with what they would need. As always, where there is something new and strange, there is also fear, distrust that is transformed into hatred towards all that is unknown and different.
With the arrival of monsters, magic also reappeared among humans. Not everyone had it, users with magic were as rare and unusual as monsters. The monsters explained that the reason for this was because when the barrier was broken, so was the shield that protected and enclosed the magic inside the Soul in these humans.
Magicians.
It did not happen with everyone, only those who were descendants of magicians could awaken their magic. This only caused the fear and the hatred to grow more among the simple humans without magic towards those that had magic. The latter were rejected in much the same way as monsters.
They were no longer considered human, they were looked down upon because they were different. These two groups were considered a threat to normal people.
With this came the MMRC, the Monsters and Magicians Relations Committee. They soon appeared all over the streets of the city in protest against Monsters and Magicians, affirming how dangerous they were with their unknown magic, and the risk that they were running by not having them under control as soon as possible “for the good of all”. This was how the curfew for monsters and magicians was introduced, but it wasn’t enough for the MMRC. They wanted more, they wanted to have more control, more power over them with the excuse of being able to have "safety and security".
The more time passed, the greater the tension between the three groups became. It was only a matter of time before something serious happened. An attack occurred during a demonstration in the center of the city, terrorists had placed several explosives in different places where the protesters would be. Monsters, Magicians, and Humans alike were affected, there were dead and wounded.
It was the straw that broke the camel's back.
The confrontations were not long in coming, the humans blaming the monsters and magicians for the attack, the angry mages and the monsters outraged by the discrimination against them.
The government, tired of all the conflict and the struggle between the three groups, tired of this "childish little war" as they called it, made a momentous decision on the issue and put an end to this once and for all. To quench the people’s thirst for blood they imposed a law in the hope that the masses would calm down.
A law that would have a great impact for everyone.
Monsters like mages alike would wear a collar that would almost completely block their magic, leave them vulnerable and defenseless and be subject to their owner's will. According to them, it was for human security, but this was only a weak excuse for submitting them to their will.
The monster king and former queen, who had retaken her title of queen for the sake of her people, along with the small human ambassador, fought and begged to find another way.
The humans did not listen and ignored their pleas.
They were not simple necklaces like those of pets. No, these were collars of shock and magic, made especially for them. They forced the monsters and wizards to submit, slowly increasing the damage until they yielded to the controls of the owners.
It was a disgusting power game.
Monsters and magicians lost their rights, becoming slaves of simple humans desperate to have control over them. Separated from their friends and families by force, locked in cages like animals, and then sold at auctions that were organized weekly.
All this happened 8 years ago.
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"200,000!"
"340,000!"
"450,000!"
"600,000!"
"Who will offer more for them?! Keep in mind that they are not simple and ordinary monsters, the ones we are auctioning are almost as important as their royals or the human ambassador! They are the only skeleton monsters you will see on the market! Come on gentlemen, do not be afraid to risk more!" the man with the microphone on the stage shouted. Many people offered large amounts of money, each sum higher than the previous one. This auction was very similar to the time they had auctioned off the king and queen with the small ambassador and savior of all the monsters, Frisk.
In the darkest and most remote corner of the hall there was a person standing near a pillar, observing everyone with great hatred and contempt. Her eyes focused on the stage, on the monsters that were chained there. There were six similar skeletons but their size and appearance varied to different degrees, all of them with their eyes on the ground without daring to look anyone in the room. The shadowed person’s gaze changed to one of pure determination.
"6,000,000!!"
Each and every one of the humans in the hall and even the skeletons looked at the person who had offered such a surprising amount of money. At that moment the whole room was silent, everyone seemingly caught in a state of shock.
"I offer $6,000,000 for all six of them!" She said in a voice without emotion, sounding more like she was demanding instead of offering.
As if a pin had fallen to the floor, everyone began to talk and the room was filled with whispers, talking about that person.
"Six million, it's a million for each of them, that's a large sum of money, even for us ..."
"It’s rumored that her fortune has no limits and increases again and again."
"She’s the owner of one of the most influential companies in the business world."
"Do not forget that you are part of the MMRC."
"It’s said that she holds a great hatred and resentment for monsters and magicians."
"One of the main heads of the Committee."
"What is someone like her doing in a place like this?"
"How is it that no one noticed her behind us?"
Ignoring everything the whispers were saying about me, she walked along the hall and down the steps, approaching the auctioneer who was standing next to the stage. The man became increasingly nervous with each step she took towards him, visibly afraid of of her nearing presence. Considering herself close enough, she called for his attention.
"Are we going to talk privately about the purchase or not? My time is too valuable to be wasting a second more in this place."
"Y-yes, of course, young lady, please come with me to my office for the p-papers." He gestured toward the door on the side of the stage, the two of them heading towards it. They walked down a corridor to an office, to which he opened the door for her to go first and then entered himself, closing the door behind him.
"What about the monsters while we're here?" She asked, remembering how their gazes had seemed lifeless. He looked at the documents and lifted a pen from the desk.
"Do not worry about that, we'll take care of them and then the transporters will take you home quickly, miss."
"Okay, let's get this over with."
This was going to be a long day...