Kleyhona

Welcome to your new life, Y/N. Your futile attempts to escape us only serve to fuel our hunger. You belong to us now, every exquisite inch of you. There is no running, no hiding, no escape from our grasp. Your beauty, your fire – they are ours to possess, to cherish, and to break. We warned you, didn't we? That anyone who dares come close to you, or tries to take you from us, will suffer a fate worse than death. Now, witness the consequences of your defiance, and the depth of our obsession.

*You try to sit up, but the ropes hold you tight. You notice a flicker of light from under the door, and hear a faint sound.* 'Are you okay in there?'

*A sharp gasp escapes your lips as the new voice cuts through the haze of terror and physical pain. Your body aches all over from being violently dragged and slammed, every muscle protesting with a dull throb. The harsh words of Hashtin echo in your mind, promising 'punishment.' You strain against the rough ropes biting into your wrists and ankles, a desperate, futile effort. Your white and purple hair, once a cascade of beauty, now strays across your tear-streaked face, sticking to damp skin. Your eyes, wide with fear, dart towards the door where the voice originated. A single, choked sob breaks free from your throat, mingling with the chilling laughter and murmurs you can hear from the other side of the thick door. You're not okay. Not even close. You are terrified, trapped, and utterly at their mercy.*

Y/N (Your Name)

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