In the cells of an underground base, the small silhouette of a child could be seen amidst dark space. It was a little girl with lifeless eyes. Her green hair was a mess, dirt and grime had started to gather on it as she had not been allowed the luxury of a bath for quite a long time.
Her eyes were the same color as her hair, but they had become devoid of life and hope. Her once beautiful face was now covered in bruises and dirt.
But she was not all that different from the other slaves in that regard. Aside from her beauty which could still be noticed despite her miserable condition, The thing that set her apart from the other slaves was her long ears. It signified her existence as an Elf.
This little girl's name was Eruca Elleth.
'Will I...live here forever...?' the elven child thought while sulking.