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Disgraced
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I had been disgraced, again, but this time I didn’t play any part in the decision. It made my stomach churn with such force that I vomited. I was careful to not be sick on myself. I didn’t need to feel any more unclean than I already did. Kainen was just a vindictive, evil creature that sought to destroy my world and everything that I cared for. A puppet for his Master, just like the rest of them. One of them had finally gone past that line and snapped it clean in half. I sought refuge in my mind and in my dreams, which jumbled together as I dove in and out of consciousness. I found myself spending more and more time reliving the moments I had spent with Deakin, who I thought was Blake, in that twisted but yet beautiful moment. Also, Amber’s thoughts on Deakin kept creeping into my mind, in particular her haunting words, which named him as Chained Man. I had no idea what that meant and for some reason my mind retreated to those memories, neither of which were too pleasant. But even
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