HE BROKE ME; THEN HE OWNED ME
I asked, testing him, my finger resting dangerously near the trigger.
The man’s smile widened, not warm, not human, but satisfied. “Refusal is irrelevant. The moment you entered that chamber, the moment your hand brushed the seal, you became our center. You woke us. And once awoken, we do not sleep. We do not die. We only obey.”
Silence thickened, pressing against my chest. For the first time, I realized the weight of what I had unleashed. Not just shadows or myths, but something living, breathing, and utterly loyal, whether I wanted it or not.
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