Bound
The Temple of The God-King
Thoralf knelt there bound by chains of Insaem Gold. He was the one chosen, the one made to contain the power of Sol the God-King. The massive stone doors that closed him off from all the mortal world trembled and the man’s eyes snapped up.
A woman stood there in tan clothes but Thoralf shook his head as he looked at her.
“This power must be contained. I cannot allow it to be unleashed on the world.”
Otherworldly power filled his manacles and the doors sealed. Life draining, the God-King would remain sealed from the world above.
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