I'd used my knowledge of the truth many times over the past lights, but it never got old. Truth is power, and I felt so powerful making sure the people of the Jungle knew that what happened on the inside was nothing compared to what happened on the outside. The Jungle is a tiny patch of erets, kinged more by animals and plants than by patrols or even soldiers. Kinged by a human that doesn’t even exist. The power that comes from knowing that truth coursed through me and made me feel unstoppable.

“Good. Now, you know how it is,” I said then led Corel away from the patrol and continued towards the compound, dropping down on all fours to be safe.

Corel jumped in front of me, making me nervous by walking backwards. “Niel, that was amazing! That was your best p...

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