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Verboten Commune

Verboten Commune

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Thu, Apr 9, 2020
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Fantasy
Long time ago in Terra Meravigliosa, the land was beautiful and peace was reigning the entire nation. There were two factions - the Archfiend and the Celestial Dove - who fought to each other for eons. Each founder was former friends until one night; the Archfiend read a book - The Holy Tome of Dominion - that he can strengthen his power by taking someone's life. So he started the unthinkable and took every living creature that he across. Due of this madness his friend - Celestial Dove - tried to stop him. The two fought for ages, the one to gain dominance and the other to regain the peace and bring back his friend. After of endless battles, the Celestial Dove gave everything to stop Archfield and he did. But the latter escaped and sworn to his life that he will get his revenge and that one day, the Archfield will rule this world. **This is my first time writing a story and since English is not my first language you will definitely encounter grammar errors. So please bear with it and forgive me for lacking vocabulary. If you saw grammar errors please point them nicely at the comment section and I will fix it. I hope you enjoy reading this story. That's all. Ciao!
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I was made to serve him. I was made to heed his every beck and call. I was dutiful, obedient, proud of my servitude regardless of what the others thought of me. He was powerful, and he made me powerful, too. It was honorable to be his right hand, to be able to execute his orders to perfection. I thought I had done well in this position. Had anyone asked I would have sworn I exceeded all expectations and fulfilled every request without hesitation or error. I had become an expert in anticipation, of knowing my Master better than I knew myself. So why did he give me away? How could he cast me aside so easily? Was I really so replaceable, so meaningless? He had made me for himself, hadn't he? What other purpose could I possibly have? How was I meant to serve him by serving someone else? -This story has mature themes and depictions of violence, depression, panic attacks, gore, etc. Please read at your own discretion- Highest rankings thanks to all of you wonderful readers! : #2 in "Servitude" #3 in "Servant" #22 in "ManxMan"

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