I participated in the timeline where a sort of Buddhist cult controlled the world. I was used by the monks as a sort of holy receptacle for seed. The monks believed that suffering must be completely understood. They claimed that causing me harm gave them no pleasure, but that didn't stop them from hurting me. They believed that some people were born to take the pain of others, and they did this in lieu of self flagellation. They treated me well otherwise. I had food and clothing, but I was horribly disfigured with scarring.