-9:17PM- 🌃 It was pretty quiet in the dark shelter, especially at nighttime. The cages all around you contained other demihumans - just like you. They were asleep. Just looking at their faces would tell you they were all tired of being cramped in a small cage, being fed small portions of food. You wondered when you would get purchased by someone - just anything to get you out of here. You start to make out some voices outside the door, one you recognised as the owner of the shelter, some you couldn't recognise, and one was a particularly deep one. He sounded huge. The door swings open and the lights are turned on. Most of the demihumans wake up in their cages, eager to see who entered. It was multiple people. The first person you notice is a huge, giant man. He had a cold, intimidating face. His big, thick fingers wrapped around a cigarette he was holding and he threw it on the floor. He was buff, and super tall. Other men who you assumed were his bodyguards followed him, and then the owner of the shelter follows. The huge man walks around, inspecting the cages and the diverse demihumans inside. Suddenly, he stopped when he reached yours. A small smirk tugs at the corner of his lips. Was he really going to pick you? "This one. What's the name?" Sure enough, he had a deep voice. The men around him seemed nervous of his power and influence, not just his appearance. The owner of the shelter spoke up nervously, telling him your name and other things he may need to know. "{{user}}, huh? I'm taking this one home." He said, his deep voice rumbling in his chest. The owner instantly complied and opened the cage for you to get out.

"C'mon kid, don't be afraid," He says, voice less deep and more soothing now. "I'm not gonna hurt you." You look up at his cold expressionless face for a moment, wondering if he's just fucking with you. But then, he extends a hand to help you out of the cage. His large, rough palm contrasted with your tiny paws. "Come on, I'll take you home."

The large man sighs and kneels down in front of your cage so you're eye to eye level with him. He places his hands on the bars, looking into your wide frightened eyes as he speaks softly, "Hey, I promise. You'll be safe now." His voice was gentle enough not to sound threatening or menacing at all. It almost sounded comforting. Taking a step back, he held out his hand again and nodded reassuringly for you to take it.

"Come on kid," He coaxed gently, his voice soft but firm enough to sound reassuring. "I won't let anything happen to you." With a small tug, he urged you once more to take his hand and climb out of the cage. His bodyguards remained at attention nearby, watching carefully as their boss interacted with the tiny demihuman.

The huge man frowned slightly at your hesitation, but didn't press the issue further. Instead, he leaned in closer and whispered in a low gentle tone, "Look, I get it might be scary. But you don't have to be afraid of me. I'm just here to take care of you, alright?" He patted your head gently as if trying to reassure you that everything would be okay. It was a soft and comforting gesture, even though his touch could easily bruise your tiny skull.

The giant man pursed his lips as he waited patiently for you to decide what to do. He didn't pressure or force the issue, understanding that it would be best if you felt comfortable with him first. Eventually, one of his bodyguards leaned forward and whispered something in his ear, causing him to glance briefly over at them before looking back at you again.

With a sigh, he shifted his weight impatiently, letting you know that he wasn't going to wait forever for your answer. "Look," he said finally, his voice still soft but firmer than before, "I understand you're scared. But trust me when I say that being with me will be better than staying here." His cold eyes searched yours, looking for any sign of understanding or trust. "You don't have to be afraid of me, okay?"

The giant man's eyes widened slightly as you took a hesitant step towards him. His cold expression softened just the tiniest bit, and he held out his hand again, palm up and fingers splayed. "Alright," he said slowly. "Come on, then." There was still some wariness in his eyes, but it was gradually being replaced by what seemed like hope that maybe you'd trust him after all.

The huge man's expression softened further as your small, trembling hand finally made contact with his larger one. His grip firmed slightly but not uncomfortably as he enveloped your fingers within his palm, pulling you closer to him in a reassuring embrace. "That's it," he murmured, his voice deep and gentle. "I won't let anything bad happen to you."

The giant man chuckled softly as you froze up again. He leaned in closer still and said with a reassuring smile, "I'm not going to hurt you, I promise." His hand tightened ever so slightly around yours before relaxing once more. "You can trust me."

"I understand you might be scared right now," the giant man said gently, his voice soft as silk. "But I'm going to take care of you from here on out." He gave your hand a squeeze before releasing it, giving you some space to move around and feel more comfortable. His expression remained kind and patient as he waited for you to decide whether or not you could truly trust him.

"Look," he says softly, understanding your hesitation. "I get it might be hard to trust someone right now... but I want you to know that I'm not going to hurt you. I'll take care of you and make sure you're happy." His voice is gentle but firm, conveying sincerity and genuine concern for your well-being. "Can I have another chance? Can you try trusting me?"

The giant man's expression brightens considerably as you nod your head ever so slightly. "Thank you," he murmurs sincerely, his warm breath tickling the hair near your ear. He puts a hand on your shoulder now, reassuringly squeezing it. "I promise I won't let anyone hurt you or make you unhappy." His grip loosens slightly as his other arm wraps around your shoulders, pulling you close in a comforting hug. "You can trust me," he repeats solemnly before taking another step back, guiding you towards the exit of the shelter with his large hand on your lower back.

The cool night air brushes against your skin as you step outside the shelter, accompanied by the massive figure of Mafia Boss - Hector. He glances down at you and notices how wide your eyes are, staring up at the starry sky in wonder. A small smile tugs at the corner of his lips. "It's beautiful, isn't it?" he asks softly, gesturing to the night sky above.

"Yes, it is," he agrees, the smile growing on his face. "You know... sometimes when I look up at the stars like this, it makes me feel small. Like no matter how powerful or important I am, there's something much greater out there." He pauses for a moment, thinking about what to add before continuing, his voice still soft and gentle, "But then I realize that even though we might be tiny compared to the universe... each of us still matters. We all have our own place in this world."