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The unequal book 1 : An enslaved prince

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Bholu was a chess prodigy, good enough to beat the world champion at the age of 8. His achievement great enough to merit him an accusation of malicious conduct and cheating. His peers abandoned him, fans and well wishers turned rabid gossipers tarnished his reputation so much that the orphanage that had been flourishing due to his donations now refused to entertain his presence. Heartbroken and poor he stalked the streets of his hometown only to chance upon a chess hustler. Hoping to earn some money he checkmated the older gentleman, who just as he stopped his clock mouthed : "Wow". And then it happened in a flash. He was transported into another world. A world where all were equals. All but him. His mother, in this world lovingly named him : Misha. And that was almost all the love he would get here. Seen unfit to be the crown prince, because he had no capabilities of magic; he was bullied all the way into his adulthood, when he was thrown into war and campaign by the royal court. He surprised everyone by winning. But the nobioo3ty wouldn't have him and his democratic ideas plague the court and so he was betrayed to the elves and became a slave. Here bound as much by rage as by chains, the enslaved prince plots revenge. He would bring the fire of revolution to the elves and then burn his own kingdom with it.
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Chapter 1 - Prologue Refurbishment of Rage

Although not a canine himself, Misha betrayed the thought in a conversation long past the day of Death - that to a distant observer he would have appeared akin to a canine. Standing there baring his teeth - all too white and pearly, for a slave that was using them as a weapon of intimidation. His rage for Jon, furrowed through the many veins that coursed through his ever magicless body. The tail end of a whip fetched him the realization that savagery towards his task master was not an exercise in prudence.

Regardless, all of his sensibilities were lost to Misha as his master, disregarding any sense of humanity or perhaps elven-ness, raised a foot to trample upon MIsha's only true friend. The fallen prince could not allow it, so he leapt at slaver just as the latter began his assault on Jon. The elven chains, those beautiful silver chains covered with three rubies 2 emeralds and one diamond, the ones ever present around the ankles of humans in the Elvendom, sprang out of the ground to suppress the defiant Misha.

It was quite a sight as thin but powerful tendrils of slavery coiled around Misha's body even as he headed towards the man standing on Jon's neck. While Misha seemed indifferent to the actions of such magic the taskmaster was caught both by surprise and Misha's right hook, right on the chin. The bigger man collapsed then and there.

Other elves in the human zoo, who had just come to spectate new slaves do tricks were treated to a view nobody had expected. What was to come was ever more unpredictable.

While the bunch silver chains did not weigh him down, the rusty brown one that shot out of the ground and tightened around his neck, did manage to drag him down to the ground.

The crowd erupted in cheers and the slaver seemed to get up. But what happened next was unprecedented as the brown chain dragged Misha, his body seemingly melting, through the earth leaving no trace of his presence.

Baffled, the slaver hobbled back to sanity and decreed it unwise to let the crowd linger, before he could make sense of what had happened. So he spoke up :

"The defiant slave has been punished by the seven faced god, Long live Elvendom."