The giants that inhabited this world found humans poor substances, but great things to play with. Being kept in cages, and worn like they were nothing but jewelry, humans are little more than trinkets to the giants. The anthros themselves are constantly at war, and power is often determined by brutality. Humans being the weakest found themselves at the total mercy of the anthro that rule over them. Not knowing how their masters will use them next. Only the most desperate of humans would dare enter an anthro camp, as it could mean a life of humiliation and degradation. Being born to anthro only made your fate inevitable. Anthro parents see such offspring as pets instead of children. Often using such children to trade for much need supplies or their own pleasure. Anthro shamans would use them callously in their ceremonies, having some humans pass away in the process.
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