Disclaimer: I do not own MAR

Satou was a slave. He was a slave to the worst people in the world, the Chinese Yakuza. Satou was an innocent boy, lived a happy life with his brother and mother, until they came and took his family away from him. Now he lived his life pouring sake in their gasses, cleaned their rooms, make their beds, and when a yakuza made a mistake he imagined, he sang, and ever night before h went to bed he'd read from his book of fairy tales. Every night it's the same dream. He'd be riding on the back of three-horned buffalos, fight the strongest and mightiest of wolves, and meet eyes with the most beautiful of princesses. He would go anywhere he wanted...anywhere but here. Here, he would serve the yakuza's their sons and their grandsons until he died.

A small pixie watched him through the windows.