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I don’t have that luxury. I’m an artificial creation who exists solely to follow the orders of a tyrannical maniac. Death is the only constant I know.
I want more, so I’m running.
What lies beyond the realm of my former master, presents a whole new set of problems, including a mistake that lands me at death’s door. I accept that. Welcome it, really. For a relic of war, death is my inevitable release.
But fate is a fickle creature.
When a dragon saves me—a creature said to be long extinct—then offers me a chance at revenge, I don’t know what to believe. Trust gets people killed, but something is different about this creature.
Will he give me the freedom I desire, or is my fate sealed when I agree to his terms?