Handoo women are such innocent cows.
They fall in love with these beastly K2a, who see them merely as cows to be slaughtered or as flashlights to be used and abused. They are eventually enslaved and abused by these jihadis, in millions.
Most of them fall-in-love with their chains, thinking that their enslavement = love.
They are slowly and completely turned into a blowpig, and everything else is erased permanently: their name, dreams, voice, friendships, and even existence.
The few who somehow escape are irredeemably broken and start doubting everything—their family, religion, judgment, and even themselves.
But never their love for the Mussal who destroyed them.
