I am but a mere peasant, living in agony. I am trapped, trapped in the Grey Area.
I reside in a bubble of shattered glass, bouncing between the Kingdom of Numbness and the Palace of Pain.
The bubble, it keeps me cemented to my place with its jagged edges as it ricochets off the castles that house two of the worst rulers the land has seen.
And the Grey Area, well, I’ve never met the ruler. Perhaps, it is I. But then, how can I rule a kingdom that doesn’t even exist?


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