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chained and confined

Before we get into the story, I just want to say: this book has some elements from the game (ex. sex, groping, tongue-kissing, blood, violence, etc.)
Viewer discretion is advised.

This is also the that you've been bestowed upon; please enjoy it.

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❝𝘪 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘢𝘴 𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘦 𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘣𝘪𝘳𝘥.❞

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PROLOGUE

THEY CHEERED WITH EXCITEMENT, seeing a fight in the middle of the road. Once there's a fight, it's bound to attract people, and attract people it did. People surrounded an area in the big alleyway, cheering and roaring; some were starting bets for some reason.

You put your unused hand in your pocket, slouching. Your eyes slightly narrowed at the person in front of you, an easy-going smirk etched onto your face. A metal bat rested on your shoulder, your hand gripping onto the handle tightly. While you didn't want to fight, it's not like you were going to say no because fighting was alright; a way to spend the time.

"Hey," you called out to the person, "I just wanted to go home, do you mind?"

"Hah?" they sneer, leaning towards you in a demeaning manner. At a closer look, you realize that they're just a man; a drunkard.

...His breath reeks, you scrunch your face in disgust. A small cough leaves your lips as you lean away, "Ah, man... I was going to go home for a shower or something, but I think you need it more than me." You were going to continue your sentence but you already irked the man, causing him to lunge towards you. Whoops.

"Why you little brat!" he screeches drunkenly, words slightly slurred. He sluggishly swings his fists, no sense of thought behind them; he was just doing whatever.

The grin on your face stretched as your eyes widened with glee and eagerness, hyped for a fight. Flexing your fingers, you grip the bat and swung.

CRACK!

The crack resonated within the alleyway and no one made a single sound. All cheers died down, eyes watching the man fall over to the ground while holding his stomach; you had hit him in the ribs with your bat.

You were the first to break the silence with a snigger. Covering your mouth, you snorted out, "That's lame. Well, whatever..." Kicking him lightly to see if he was passed out, you sigh in disappointment. What a lame fight... Once you were sure he was out, you casually walk away, humming. You gripped the mask on your face tightly, glancing around; you caught a glimpse of two tall blondes.

Not them... you sigh to yourself, beginning to hastily walk away. The people that surrounded you and the man-made you a pathway, looking at you with wide eyes.

The police are going to come, anyway, you thought, and it's because of the cheering.

As soon as the thought came to mind, you heard a loud man screaming at the top of his lungs on how we would "arrest everyone in the vicinity of the alleyway" and a bunch of thumping was heard.

"Ah, Akushima..." you sweat-drop, muttering to yourself, "a loud one, that guy."

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