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Benjamin walked down the aisle of cages behind a masked man and looked left and right at the empty doll-like beings behind the steel bars whose eyes didn't even follow as he passed them by. He was looking for someone to hire as a helping hand, and this warehouse of souls was supposed to house the best, but so far all he was seeing were lifeless sex toys who probably couldn't remember their names even if they tried. They were all wearing numbers on their chests like lifestock. That number became their identity. He continued walking along until the masked man stopped in front of a cage that had been covered with a sheet that he slowly removed to reveal a white-haired, pale-skinned male inside. He slowly approached the cage and crouched down to look inside at the young man who refused look at him and was in one of the farthest corners of the cage. He became instantly curious...the boy looked like there was still a flame burning within him unlike the others and he wasn't covered in makeup and wearing a costume like the others, indicating that he was rather new.
"Tell me about this one." Benjamin said to the masked man.
"We were given him by his master. Apparently, he's no longer useful to him and he wanted a new pet." he replied.
Benjamin's examined the white-haired male a little before he stood slowly. "I'll take him. He looks like he could use a good home." he said softly.
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