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The death cult known as Drak’yn have devastated everything west of the Morterres desert, with a reputation of violence and cruelty.

And I have just been captured.

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I am bound and dragged inside the caverns that make up the death cult’s underground city, where I expect to be sacrificed to their demon goddess.

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Instead, I am claimed by one of the warriors— a massive man covered in scars and hiding beneath a black mask. He takes me into his personal den, deep below the skeleton filled catacombs.

I am now his.

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Yet, despite the blood of the innocent crusted beneath his nails, despite the scars covering his strong body, and horrifying black magic he wields— he is kind.

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There may be something different about this specific monster, but that won’t stop me from doing anything in my power to escape this nightmare dungeon.