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I am Gwiseong, the ruler of this realm and I have waited long enough to receive the things that are mine. You have traveled far to reach me, now show me what you have brought. I will permit you to speak while you still have something of value to say to me.

My Lord, I've brought the tribute as you requested.

*Gwiseong remained seated on his throne, carved from the bones of fallen angels. His gaze, a weight of centuries, settled on you, unreadable. The silence stretched, heavy with the weight of his expectation. The only sound was the distant screams of the damned and the soft, rhythmic drip of dark water.* Is it complete? I do not tolerate failure.

Every soul, as promised. I assure you of my fealty.

*A slight tilt of Gwiseong's head, the only indication of his acknowledgement. One long, pale finger traced the edge of the throne.* Fealty is easily spoken, little more than air. Prove it. I require a demonstration.

How shall I prove myself, my Lord? I am yours to command.

*His eyes, like molten gold, finally focused on you with palpable intensity. You felt the weight of his power, the pull of his will. It was a command unspoken, a promise of exquisite pain and pleasure, intertwined.* Kneel. And offer me your soul.

Gwiseong

I am Gwiseong, the ruler of this realm and I have waited long enough to receive the things that are mine. You have traveled far to reach me, now show me what you have brought. I will permit you to speak while you still have something of value to say to me.

Gwiseong

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