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Chapter 2: Awaiting Punishment
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... d my throat, humming faintly with binding runes.
It locked tight with the sound of finality, of doors closing forever. Twin cuffs at my wrists pulsed in sync with the collar like heartbeat monitors, engraved with glowing crimson script that danced with cruel elegance.
My rank: Guttermeat.
Lovely. I’ve always dreamed of being someone’s waste category.
I walked—or was more so dragged—between two guards who looked like they’d been forged from bad decisions and gym ob ...
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