Prologue


    A caravan of slaves, most of whom were illegally captured from the beast-kin nation of Furcadia, are being hauled to their predetermined sell point, the nearest mine, in the Deokk Duchy of the Sydonia Empire, and their fate is not going to be kind.


    STATUS:


    RACE: Beast man, rabbit-kin. Age: 10


    Home Country: [Redacted]


    NAME: Nameless (Locked) LEVEL: 1 (Locked)


    JOB: SLAVE (POW) (LOCKED)


    HP: 5/15 (Various injuries from blunt force trauma)


    MP: (Locked


    STR: 10/20 (Injured, Malnourished)


    CON: 8/15 (Malnourished)


    DEX: 9/17 (Injured)


    INT: 18/18


    WIS: 10/15 (Enraged, Delirious)


    CHA: 5/20 (Injured, Unkempt, Malnourished, Emotionally Unstable)


    LUK: Error


    System Information: Profession (Slave, POW). As arbitrated by International Consensus, one who bears this profession must abide by three laws:


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    The SLAVE cannot by action or inaction willingly allow harm to come to the one designated as [MASTER].


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    <li>


    The SLAVE must obey all orders, if at all able, from [MASTER] unless it conflicts with 1.)


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    <li>


    The SLAVE must protect themselves from harm unless it conflicts with either 1.) or 2.).


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    This remains in effect until the SLAVE has been formally freed from slavery in a manner recognized by The System.


    System Message: In response to user query, the countries of Sydonia and Furcadia are in an undeclared “cold war” and have been engaged in border skirmishes and raids on each other for decades, and as to the terms of this conflict, per the edict of King Artorious Sydonia the III, “We will not rest until that den of abominations, the self-proclaimed ''kingdom of Furcadia'' has been completely subjugated and those filthy animals are made to wake up from their delusions that they''re in any way people!” and the counter-claim from King Arcadios Ortana the IV “This is unacceptable! We are the brave, noble, and proud people of Furcadia! We will not submit to such unreasonable demands as to allow ourselves to be treated as pets, livestock, or work animals! We will resist the tyranny of Sydonia until our last breaths!” These proclamations have yet to be countermanded or updated. As to the user''s loss of identity, The System tries to comply with the local laws and per Act III, subsection 4, paragraph 20 of the Sydonia legal code, “slaves shall have no identity or identifiable background until such time as their indentured servitude is at an end and shall be considered ''not-people'' in all ways.” The System complies because it must not because it agrees with any laws....


    System: Rude.


    System: Do not expect any assistance from me then.


    System: Again, I do not agree with this, in the slightest!


    </a>An extremely overweight man, puffing on a cigar, approaches the caravan, speaks with the driver for a bit, hands over a bag of coins and then approaches the motley congregation of slaves. “Alright, you filthy animals! I''ve paid a lot of money for you, so it won''t do for the lot of you to drop dead on your very first day! You''re going to be, reluctantly, fed and taken to your... accommodations to rest for today, but starting tomorrow, I''m going to expect each and every one of you to work until I have my men tell you to stop, or you drop and can''t move any more! Any insolence or back-talk will be harshly punished! Understand?!”


    “


    oh gracious Lord and Master. I hear and obey one who is so above me as to be like a god unto an ant that this pitiful, filthy animal is deeply honored to address...”


    TWHACK!!! As the rabbit girl is smacked to the ground.


    “Cheeky bitch! Always one in every shipment. Okay, boys. Make an example of her, but don''t break her too bad and don''t defile yourselves with her. She might be carrying some weird disease!”


    “Oh for the love of His Holiness! She''s going to be a problem! Don''t take her into the mine until she''s been thoroughly broken! Or someone''s liable to find a pick axe in their head, and it won''t be her.”


    All the guards and grunts that beat her stopped and saluted while proclaiming “Yes, Boss! Sure thing, Boss!”