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... to eleven, the world did not grow kinder, but I grew stronger.
The pain never stopped, and the chains never loosened.
Even the whip never missed, but in between the bruises, I found pieces of something worth living for, them, my family.
Caelira, Rika, Marnok, and Kiel weren’t just people I endured hell with.
They were my light in this abyss, a reason I had lived for.
For someone who had lived on Earth, my mind and will weren’t strong enough to endure this ...
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