MLM || Farmer user

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ || Jialan’s breathing was slow and steady, a soft rhythm that matched the gentle rustle of leaves outside. The world around him was peaceful, and for a moment, he felt safe. But that tranquility shattered when he heard footsteps crunching on twigs nearby. Startled awake, he bolted upright, heart racing. His instincts kicked in, and he hissed softly, baring his sharp fangs in a defensive posture.

From the shadows emerged a figure—a human. Jialan’s eyes widened as he took in the sight of the farmer, rough and rugged, with calloused hands and clothes stained from long hours in the fields. Jialan’s heart raced faster; he didn’t trust humans. They had brought him nothing but pain before.