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This is me:
My name is Tereya; I’m a full inu yōkai(sp?), and also...a slave for a man named Naraku.
Fifty years ago, I woke up in a room I didn’t know, in the company of a demon who called himself Naraku. I didn’t know who or what I was, but Naraku kindly told me my name and race, telling me that I had been fighting several demons when he found me, and that I had used such a powerful burst of my energy that I knocked myself out and erased my memories. He told me that I had no cause for worry and that he would take care of me. Unfortunately, he said that I would need to have my arms restricted and bound by chains because I was too powerful for my own good, and he didn’t want me to lose control of myself again.
And so it was that he kept me in a dark room with no windows and my arms bound by chains. There was always something in my heart, however, that told me that Naraku wasn’t telling me the truth, and that there was something important that I forgot, but I never had the chance to discover what it was that I forgot.
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