As life is now, how mine came to be, this is my story, our story.

I would like to leave a record of it for my fellow members of the slaves back with the master. They may understand what happened to me and may gain a future of their own. I  have it now. I hope they might have it one day too.

My name is 24, but my fellow men call me Days.

I have been in the care and servitude of mastery since I was born, even until now, I can recall. Not that I haven’t enjoyed my time with the master, for a servant’s main joy is to serve and please their master. Although things are strange and new to me, a free slave, I think back to those humble days with my fellow kinsman of servitude that continues today in the house of Master Yi.

This text was taken from Royal Road. Help the author by reading the original version there.

   We live in a time where the human race, for the most part, has been enslaved to a greater race of its creation. We have lived a symbiotic lifestyle for many generations, but they let some of us live a free life in the colonies of the northern content. That is where I now write this account and my tail. My story started when I was with Master Yi one morning while being fitted for the day’s labors.