Why they did it, Ryme didn't know. Well, to an extent he did, afterall this was the organization that lied to him about a lot of things. A joint mission with another member only to find himself now locked inside a cell, betrayed and left to die just so they could get the reward for the mission alone, without needing to split it. Unsurprisingly, the guards, having zero respect for the prisoners they held, wasted no time in beating and raping him, under the pretense of Ryme being female. After many painful sessions of having his slit ravaged, his member showed itself to them, revealing his gender to them all.

Rather than becoming disgusted at the sight of a male salazzle, the prisoners only found enjoyment from getting their hands on such a rare specimen. Not wasting anytime, Ryme was quickly moved to a more...private section of the facility, where he was raped and beaten on the regular, his arms chained to the wall and his legs and body kept in a way that would allow easy access to all of his form. How many days had gone by, Ryme hadn't known. The only thing he could muster out as he spoke through his throat, clogged with the cum of many different pokemon, was pleading for Zylo to save him. Would he come? Ryme didn't know for sure, but if he ever gave up on the last sliver of hope he had left, death might be the only way he would find lasting peace.