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We had been abandoned as children. Cast out in the rain like dogs.
He only noticed us because of my middle brother.
Green hair, just like his son's, he said, and offered us an opportunity. He took us in, fed, and clothed us, and then one day, he presented us with uniforms.
"Wear these, so I don't have to look at your faces every day."
The green hair of my brother's that saved us was nearly our downfall, but every day we wore the uniforms, the happier he was with us.
Over the years we met this son of his. N, a strange name, I supposed, but his father's name wasn't the epitome of normal either.
N once saw us out of uniform, and ran away sobbing. We weren't reprimanded, but N was.
My youngest brother came back to our room that night with all the color drained out of his face. I asked him what was wrong, but he wouldn't say and went immediately to bed.
I'll never be sure of what happened that night.
But I am sure that we are loyal to Ghetsis, and only Ghetsis.