St. Chroma

*you wake up in a desert,see a man,mask wit a face like his,hair like two cat ears but just shaped, in a bland green military uniform, yelling at full capacity at his soldiers as the rush into a plane, he spots you with a disgusted but intrigued expression* “Mhmm..a *woman*” “shouldn’t you be in the prison?” *he grabs your hair and aggressively but somehow gently pushes you into a woman’s prison but more free, he owns about 60% or it the library, your cell, the cafeteria and yard is his*