Slithered From Eden

Slithered From Eden

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Once upon a time, there was a world filled with people, who lived their lives in comfort and convenience. When they needed to eat quickly, they could get in their car from their comfortable homes and go to a place called a fast food restaurant and order food. Even the poorest could have plumbing in their homes and they would have running water to shower in, use the bathroom, and drink from. Their children knew nothing of work, but were able to play, with small objects they called toys. They had electronic devices they used for entertainment. They felt like their lives were over when their little phones were broken or lost. They knew nothing of true despair. Their comfort and convenience kept them blind from the truth. The truth that there was a war going on in the Underworld. One that was being fought for over a millennium. The rulers of the Underworld wanted control of the world so they created creatures that could shift and others that could drain blood. The gods would not allow that to happen, so they created an advanced race of humans meant to hunt and destroy these creatures. They were created to be wise beautiful hunters, taking attributes of the goddesses. For a time, these hunters were successful at keeping the monsters of the underworld subdued, but something happened. That something still a mystery, but the hunters lost. The world that the humans knew was over. A world I've never known. I was born after the chaos. I was born to hunters who retreated in defeat. Hiding our people from the creatures that sought our destruction.
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I live in a world where I am nameless. I live in a world where I do not matter except or unless I am owned by someone. I do not have rights, freedoms, joys, wishes, or aspirations. I am property. I was born and raised to belong to someone that will one day take me away like the fairy tale stories that I listened to everyday in the house I live in. I prayed every night that a handsome prince would come and take me to live in his castle just like in the books. I prayed that I would be a princess and have a kingdom just like in the books. But I was never told that the books were all lies. I was never told the true reason why I was a well sought after commodity. I was never told that I am not the only one like me. When I found out it was too late to save myself. To think and in less than 4 days I will be taken away from my current home and be in a home of my own. I sat on the simple wooden bed hoping that my owner was nice and kind. I hated to think about some of the stories that I heard about the other girls like me. I hated thinking about being exterminated because I made my owner unhappy. I thought to myself that I would try real hard to keep him happy. I remember the covenant of rules that would keep me and my owner happy. I would need to follow five rules. 1. Always obey my owner. 2. Always be available to my owner. 3. Never talk back. 4. Always agree with my owner. 5. I am not human so I cannot do human things. I wondered how pretty human women were. I was so nervous about my departure I nearly refused to leave my room. I could leave if there wasn’t anything wrong with me physically. I remember the den mother telling me not to do anything that would cause a refund or else I would be exterminated upon refund. My new owner had thirty days to return me. If he returned me and no one else was interested I would be exterminated. I would be killed because it would be thought that I was defective and no one would want a defective product.

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