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Ashes: Born in Miasma

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Chapter 1 - 卂 ㄒ卂丂ㄒ乇 ㄖ千 爪卂ᗪ几乇丂丂

I awoke to a sharp sense of pain as my eyes opened to find my brethren dying but, I couldn't stop to help them those who helped always died tragically. This forsaken dungeon in which my people suffer endlessly is desert. The dry melting the flesh and weapons of my "lovely" guards, all while my skin dried and my scars threatened to reopen. I carried on as we were forced back into that accursed temple as the guards threw molten metal onto us, eventually giving most the sweet release of death.

--------- three days pass------------

As the "noble" warden came to visit, he informed us that his fiancé will be arriving soon so we 𝘏𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯𝘴 would temporarily be servants as fiancé is an honorable man(read he has human fucking decency) but, he gave us the "gift" of 112 hr torture. The torture gave me the unsatiable desire to inflict this suffering apon my trespassers just the thought of it was orgasmic to my twisted psyche, the world became a gray as my holy light numbed. My watchful eyes turned the morbid scene into a style I could execute to cause my dear enemies immense suffering, I tried it when a guard walked past, I attacked with a vicious kick that peirced him with a 𝘨𝘶𝘴𝘩𝘺 𝘤𝘳𝘶𝘯𝘤𝘩𝘺 𝘴𝘭𝘪𝘮𝘺 sound. i kept him alive toying with him for days untill he passed peacefully in his sleep.

------- two hours later---------------

The "noble" warden had us trained as servents but he chose to replace the guard I "played" with.

noble-"~𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘪 𝘨𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘬𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘮~"

noble-"~𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘥𝘮𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘦, 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘬𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘤é 𝘴𝘰 𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘳𝘦𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 ~"

noble-"𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒊𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒇𝒖𝒄𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒌𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒎𝒚 𝒎𝒆𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒔𝒖𝒇𝒇𝒆𝒓"

He gave me a gem after touching it i could speak the understand the language of the unclean better of the unclean(human and elve language), I was also gifted gauntlets for all six of my arms⁶.

I'm being taught a style known as Teukgong Moosool by the captian of the hell troop Conqueror Hades

Hades-" You there in chains, dont expect special treatment from me because your far behind in strength."

Hades-" After I speak say yes Sir am I understood."

Hades-"oh come on dont tell me you cant even talk, welp Charon take him to the underworld"