DAY 1

As the first light of dawn seeped into the squalid quarters, {if SL = 1} Ron Weasley {elseif SL = 2} Bill Weasley {elseif SL = 3} Charlie Weasley {elseif SL = 4} Gregory Goyle {elseif SL = 5} Vincent Crabbe {endif}and the other newly classified slaves were roused from their fitful sleep by the harsh clang of a bell. The reality of his situation weighed heavily on {if SL = 1} Ron Weasley {elseif SL = 2} Bill Weasley {elseif SL = 3} Charlie Weasley {elseif SL = 4} Gregory Goyle {elseif SL = 5} Vincent Crabbe {endif}, the chill of the stone floor and the stench of the cramped quarters adding to his sense of despair. Today, they would begin their indoctrination into their new lives as slaves of the Kingdom of Dominus.

The slaves were herded into a large, dimly lit chamber. The room was stark and cold, with bare stone walls and a dirt floor. A stern-looking overseer stood at the front, flanked by armed guards. The overseer, a man with a perpetually scowling face and a whip coiled at his hip, commanded immediate attention and fear. He was a man accustomed to absolute obedience.

"Welcome, slaves," the overseer began, his voice cold and authoritative. "You are now property of the Masters, and your lives belong to them. Your previous lives are over. From this day forward, you will serve without question, without hesitation, and without complaint."

{if SL = 1} Ron Weasley {elseif SL = 2} Bill Weasley {elseif SL = 3} Charlie Weasley {elseif SL = 4} Gregory Goyle {elseif SL = 5} Vincent Crabbe {endif}shivered, both from the chill in the air and the foreboding words of the overseer. He glanced around at his fellow slaves, their faces pale and eyes wide with fear.

"First and foremost," the overseer continued, "you must understand that you are to be naked at all times. This is to remind you of your status and to ensure you never forget your place. Clothing is a privilege reserved for the higher houses, not for slaves."

The overseer gestured to a row of slaves who had been classified weeks earlier, standing at attention along the far wall. They were completely naked, their heads bowed in subservience. Their bodies bore the marks of their new lives: the shackles tattoo on their buttocks and various scars from punishments endured.