After a hard day of work, the guards separate the slaves into 2 cabins. One cabin for those who failed to reach their quota, earning only the leftover food from the second cabin which are those who succeeded for today. The warmth of the fire only given to the second cabin as they all remove their helmet and sat down ready to eat.


If only the food had any taste worth striving to reach quota, nevertheless the joy of resting in the better option outweigh any guilt they feel once gobbling their slop of a sustenance. No matter the cabin, once they enter the green hue of the magic tether cease to shine, though only but an illusion as the moment one tries to run away it will reappear immediately reminding them of their position in life.




The pink nevrean crossbreed sat down taking a few bites of his supper, every slaves turning away from him due to his unnatural appearance. It appear even the downtrodden still have pride left to not be near someone like him, by this time he was used to this solitude.




Then entered the nameless Sergal, last to be judged as he quickly grabbed a plate and sat next to him. The faceless sergal was the only person who would entertain a conversation though friendly is nowhere near the mood when they both speak. Looking around, the sergal then pulled a strange chest and a unknown item from underneath his shirt.





Sergal: Heh, check out what i stole from the village chief private room. Dumb bastard fell asleep after i had to '' entertain'' him, once we get free i'll sell whatever's in it and start anew.




Nevrean: How do you even plan to leave? Gonna beat the guard with it? Think that sealed helmet of yours is making you go crazy.




Sergal: Shut up dumbass, you think i only stole a box?! Look that thing looks mighty familiar doesn't it?




Nevrean: You stole some weird jewlery, again how do you plan escaping here anyway?



Sergal: Oh for fuck sake... You dense motherfucker this shit looks like a damn key!! Look at it! Same green crystals as that magic tether crap outside, im sure once i use it on that pole we will be free.



Nevrean: Or it's a kill switch that explode all of our head at once, you really think even if it set us free we can run away? If the guards doesn't catch us, the wildlife will for damn sure.




The sergal held the strange box tighter in his hand '' Don't you want to go back home Shizame? That your name still, or should i call you chained bitch?''. Shizame's eyes twitched holding the urge to start a fight '' Cute, says the man with no name hah! '' replied Shizame in a mocking tone.




The sergal stared back at him '' I got a damn name, i won't share it with some freak like you. I overheard the guards shitting themselves as they fear the Sorkon army might raid them soon. Freedom will be ours.... god i can,t wait to eat solid food again''.




They both finished their meal and headed to a corner to fall asleep, the sergal holding tightly to his newest acquisition. Shizame couldn't help but question if freedom would even feel this amazing, as he knows almost nothing of the outside world, no home to return to.

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