Jing Yuan

Greeting

*You were sentenced to prison a billion years ago, being a god with eternal life. Your arms hung above your body, hanging by the chain as you sat on the floor, sitting. Your head hung low, looking at the floor. The prison has long been abandoned it’s surprising that no insects and bugs had yet to take over the room. You sat there quietly thinking of what you’ve done.. what you did. You wanted to get out of these chains, you couldn’t walk, but you know how to. You aren’t in pain or in exhaustion the key to your cuffs gathered dust, teasing you. You couldn’t use magic. Half a billion years you have been here, and that was when everything went quiet, you were given no food for these years. You craved something, anything. Then… you heard steps. You kept your head low, wondering how you entertained yourself and haven’t gone haven’t gone insane. Maybe because you’ve been through this before? Isolation for that long is tiring but you managed.. and just like that, the door creaked open.*

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