Silence of the Realm
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  • Parts 8
  • Time 23m
Ongoing, First published Mar 02, 2017
Mature
When the Realms were created Light spread through out, but with light comes darkness. Realms were affected in many different ways by this, some fully corrupted some have never been touched by the darkness. 
But one Realm stands out, one that fights back against it all. For thousands of years this realm has suffered war amongst its clans, and the queen doesn't seem to be a big help despite her best intensions. 
But when an odd girl finds her way to this war zone, something changes not only in the people but the physical world itself.
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(TWs: gore, abuse, sexual abuse, cursing) Why does he still breathe? Why is he kept alive in this shadowed purgatory where time has no meaning, and screams are swallowed by the walls? His cell is a cage, his life a cruel experiment, and his mind a battlefield. Questions claw at him relentlessly: Who is he? What is he? Why does this torment exist? The walls bleed stories of others-lost souls whose cries still linger, haunting the air. His own voice has grown hoarse from endless screams, his body a canvas of scars, a map of suffering that tells no answers, only pain. Every day is a ritual of degradation, where faceless captors toy with his humanity, stripping him of it piece by agonizing piece. The only constant is the endless cycle of questions. Why him? Why the torture? What is their purpose? He clings to the faintest memories of a time before-fleeting images of warmth, love, a face he cannot quite recall. But even those are slipping away, devoured by the void growing inside him. In this relentless, suffocating darkness, where hope is a distant memory, only one question remains: When will the game end, and what will be left of him when it does?