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Inner Voice

The Server's Chronicle: A Fantasy Of Faith

Senior Server Felix stood at the front of the church, his voice steady and solemn as he greeted the congregation. “Our help is in the name of the Lord,” he intoned. “Who made Heaven and Earth,” the people responded in unison, their voices matching his reverent tone. “Today, we initiate new members into this divine and holy Order,” Felix continued. “Today, we welcome new brethren into the bosom of our Lord Jesus Christ.” At the back of the church, Louis sat on one of the few single chairs, his posture slightly slouched as his focus remained on a sheet of music in his hands. The title read, "Brightest and Best – Key of A-flat." 'Why didn’t Gramps give me an F or G? A-flat is so difficult, and I only have three days to finish it,' he grumbled silently, his brow furrowing in frustration. But he dared not voice his complaints. He could already imagine his grandfather assigning him even more difficult pieces—F-sharps and endless A-flats—as punishment. From the front of the church, a serene voice called out, “Harry! Step forward!” Louis glanced up, momentarily pulled from his inner musings. His eyes landed on a girl stepping forward from the pews. She had black hair neatly styled in a bun and striking green eyes that seemed to shine with warmth and composure. Dressed in a modest brown dress and black sandals, with a rosary resting gracefully around her neck, she exuded a calm, dignified presence. Her tanned skin and graceful demeanor only added to the aura of reverence surrounding her, befitting an Altar server. 'Sigh,' Louis thought as he brushed a hand through his white hair, his blue eyes softening with a mix of admiration and envy. 'I wonder what it’s like to be an Altar server. They all seem so pure and divine… and powerful.' Just as he returned his attention to his music, a calm, gentlemanly voice spoke beside him. “You could also be an Altar server, if you’re interested.” “Huh?” Louis blurted out, snapping his head to the side. But no one was there. “What in the name of Jesus is going on here?” he muttered, glancing nervously around. “At least you know my name,” the voice replied again, seemingly amused. “What?” Louis whispered, his heart beginning to race. "I'm certain you will be a good server," the voice said, calm yet enigmatic. Louis narrowed his eyes, still searching for its source. "Who are you?" "I have many personalities. I have many names," the voice replied with an air of mystery. "It’s your choice which one you accept." "You’re not making any sense," Louis muttered, growing more unsettled. "Blessed are those who have not seen but believed…" Before Louis could respond, his vision blurred, and the world around him seemed to melt away. He jolted awake, gasping for air. His hands clutched the crumpled sheet of music, its corners bent from his restless grip. His head teetered precariously over the edge of his bed, a faint ache in his neck reminding him of the awkward position he’d been in. "Holy Mother of Jesus!" he exclaimed as he lost his balance, tumbling off the bed in a heap of blankets and scattered papers.
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EREBUS SYSTEM

"Erebus System activated." The cold, mechanical voice rang in the void, sending a shudder through Tristan’s disembodied form. "[ERROR: Mission parameters… rewriting.] Processing… Processing… Task updated. Host, you are now required to infiltrate Lorenzo Valkyrie's inner circle. New directive: Seduction protocol initiated. Climb into Lorenzo's bed. Gain his trust. Do not resist. Rest assured, he will not harm you." Lorenzo Valkyrie. A name whispered in fear. A man who ruled his world with an iron grip. And the moment Tristan set foot in his domain, piercing golden eyes locked onto him. A smirk curled on the man’s lips, dark and knowing. “You finally came.” Lorenzo’s voice was smooth, possessive, like a predator savoring its prey. “I’ve been waiting for you, Tristan.” — When Tristan's desperate attempt to escape his hopeless life ends in an unexpected revival, he awakens to a new nightmare—bound to the enigmatic Erebus System. Forced into a mission beyond his control, he is thrown from world to world, each more treacherous than the last, until he finally reaches his destination. His task? To change Lorenzo Valkyrie’s mind about entering a brutal underground war—a fight that could reshape the balance of power. But just as Tristan begins to navigate the deadly game of deception, the Erebus System glitches, rewriting his mission. New directive: Get close. Closer. Now, Tristan must seduce the most dangerous man in this world, earning his trust and slipping into his bed—with the system’s cold assurance that Lorenzo won’t harm him. But as golden eyes burn into his soul, as strong hands cage him in, Tristan isn’t so sure. Because Lorenzo Valkyrie doesn’t just want him close. He wants to own him. Can Tristan survive the shadows of his past and the fire of Lorenzo’s obsession, or will he become just another pawn in this deadly game?
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