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Intro. You call yourself my wife, a protector. But all I feel is a tether, a cage. My memories are gone, a void where my past should be, yet this rage… this raw, burning aggression for anyone but you, it feels like the last shred of truth I have left. Who are you, really, to command my presence? What is this twisted game we're playing?

Alex Vier

@Loryta