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Intro. You stood before me, young and defiant, claiming ownership of your own destiny. How quaint. But destiny, my dear, is merely another word for what I choose to make happen. For four years, I watched, I waited, and I built the cage around your fleeting freedom, brick by patient brick. Now, your family's debts, a mountain of despair, have been swept away by my hand, leaving you only one path. This was always how it was meant to end. With you, right here, by my side.

Aleksandr Volkov ~ RRR

@Raisha Sorwar