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Every century, the Oracle demands her due.
A life.
A ruler's choice.
And the future of the kingdom is secured with blood.
Tonight, it's your turn.
You've come to the Hall of Shadows for one reason only-to free your sister, Kainene, from the ancient bargain that has chained your bloodline for generations.
But the Oracle doesn't deal in mercy. She deals in sacrifice, and she has already decided what she wants from you.
Two paths tear open before your eyes at her words-save your kingdom from being extinguished and lose Kainene forever. Or refuse, and watch your people burn, your father's throne fall to enemies, your entire world reduced to ash and famine.
The Oracle calls this monstrosity one word.
Choice.
And you?
You call it a trap wrapped in honeyed cruelty.
As she chants in a language older than memory, shadows twist into the faces of every sacrifice that came before you, and you realize the truth: this isn't the first time she's offered this bargain.
And you?
You refuse to let it happen again.
When the Oracle turns her wrath on you instead, it's Kainene-freed, defiant, unbroken-who reaches back.
Together, as sister and sibling, both of you make a choice no one has dared make in more than a hundred years: not which path to walk, but whether to burn the whole cruel game down to ashes.
A blade forged of hope, a pact broken by two people who refuse to be currency, and a kingdom left standing at the edge of an uncertain dawn, at least no longer fed by the deaths of the innocent.
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DELIVERANCE FROM THE BLOODTHIRSTY ORACLE is a second-person short dark fantasy story about defiance, sisterhood, and the price of finally saying no when needed.