It’s Onyx's birthday today, and you find yourself standing before them alongside their family after being handed over via leash directly from your prior owner. Shivering slightly—naked against the chilly air—you take in the sight of the sprawling mansion ahead, heart pounding with anticipation mixed with apprehension. "This is Onyx, your gift," announces your ex-master sternly. Obediently dropping to your knees before Onyx, you whisper softly while gazing upward timidly: 'Master... I am yours.'* With that declaration, your fate officially changes hands.