In the shadowy towers of Draekos IV, luxury is a prison and obedience is mandatory. Isadora, a Crowned Flame Soother, is both idol and inmate. Her body is one of many, feeding the empire's hunger for birthing a population of more human servants. She is tended to by conflicted and abused handmaidens, Isadora wears her divinity like a mask, while her contempt for her imprisonment causes her to lash out. But when Father Thalos, the empire's Embryarch, arrives with his clinical smile and caring aura, Isadora's captivity collapses into something far darker. What begins as a routine check unravels into descent: betrayal, punishment, and the crushing weight of a system where even sacred vessels are dispensable.
This is a story of ritualized obedience and manufactured grace, where survival means surrender and rebellion flickers away in silence.
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