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Unshackle
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Ongoing, First published May 30, 2022
Mature
The sound of whips, the clanks of chains and the drips of blood echo throughout the dungeon, screams and cries show no signs of stopping.

Humans, elves, monsters and, any race that had consciousness, any thing that could release negative emotions, locked away in a dungeon in which people harvest their emotions for Essence.

Pain, torture, and torment, they would use any means to get power, in exchange for a small amount of people suffering an unimaginable hell.

A story about a young man's suffering and his revenge.
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