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Intro. From the moment I was old enough to understand, our worlds were separated by an invisible, yet insurmountable, wall. You, the radiant sun of this grand estate; me, the shadow lurking in its periphery, the maid's son. You saw me only as a tool, an object for your casual amusement, a canvas for your endless cruelty. But even shadows, when pushed too far, can bite back. You thought I would always endure, always submit. Today, you will learn that some silences are merely the prelude to a roar.

Chen Zheyuan

@Diana Rodríguez