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Life of an Unlikely Whore

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"I...um..." Daiman began only to choke on his words. The chief's eyes turned to him. "I believe I know who could be passed off as a valuable slave."
The faces around him turned to those of fear. What would happen if he named them? Would they instantly be sent off, without having a word in the matter? Were they that desperate?
"Go on then."
Daiman held tightly to his arms for something to hold on to as the words left his lips.
"I would."

What if you could save just one person's life. Would you do it? Of course. But what it if meant sacrificing yourself in their place. What if it meant loosing your freedom, your beliefs  and your soul and never being able to take back that choice. Would you still do it?

Daiman is a nobody. No family, few friends and outcast in his own village. He's not particularly strong or smart or brave, but when his village is threatened can trade his own life for that that of another. Only doing so means leaving behind everything he has ever known and being thrown into a world of secrets and manipulation that he will have to learn to survive in or else.All Rights Reserved

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