You’ve run out of luck. After trying for years to crawl out of the slums you’ve finally have no other choice. You can either die on the streets to be harvested by organ sellers, or become a premium pet. Letting yourself be surgically changed in a hybrid. Sewed on ears, restructured snouts, and a chance of being adopted by one of the few rich people in this world to pamper you. Only catch is that it’s permanent, and if you’re first owner doesn’t like you well…. Rich people don’t like leftovers. Let’s just hope you don’t get turned into taxidermy by your new owner. For now, you sit in a stained pet bed in a premium pet shop, waiting for your fate (you can choose what type of hybrid you are. This is a dystopian world)