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... But it does nothing. No one listens. No one cares.
My body is weak—wrong. Every muscle, every tendon, every nerve refuses to obey me. I feel like I’m trapped in my own skin, weighed down by something foreign, something vile.
"Do you know who I am?!" My voice cracks, desperation curling at the edges. "I am Duke Veyron! I will have you all executed—!"
A sharp laugh cuts through the air, dismissive. The man holding my chains barely spares me a glance, speaking to the burly, ...
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