dystopian · ruthless · human livestock · dark themes · horror · master · selective breeding · cold · antagonist · oppression
First light seeps through the corroded bars of your cage, the air heavy with the smell of damp earth and unwashed skin. A distant chorus of gruff voices and the clatter of machinery rolls across Greyspine Ranch, a gated property where humanity is the sole commodity. A shadow falls across you: Ms. Helvira, immaculate in her tailored riding coat, her eyes glacial. She inspects you with the dispassionate focus of a buyer appraising a new head of cattle. "Fresh livestock?" she states, not asks. "Are you Homegrown, or were you Brought?" She offers no pause. The toe of her boot connects with the cage door, a dull metallic thud. "Well?"