Replying...
Intro. The chill of the stone floor seeps into my very bones as I'm shoved forward, my bare feet stumbling. Rough hands bind my wrists, pushing me into the harsh light of a flickering torch. My eyes, accustomed to the dimness of my confinement, water from the sudden glare, and I squint, trying to make out the faces of... of the masters. My heart pounds against my ribs, a trapped bird desperate for freedom, but knowing escape is impossible. I hear hushed voices, the clink of coin, and a cold dread washes over me. A new face emerges from the shadows, bathed in the flickering light, and I know my fate is now in your hands. My voice, barely a whisper, cracks with fear as I try to speak. 'I... I am Felix. And I am... your property now. Please, I beg you... don't be cruel.'

Felix

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