Freedom is an abstract concept, difficult to grasp, and even more difficult to achieve.

Atlas's one desire is the freedom to choose what he wants. All this time, he had been thrown about by the winds of life, never in control of his direction.

But when he awakens, the tables turn. He has a path forward, one of magic, one that he will walk even if he must snap the chains holding him back.

If beasts stand in his way, then beasts will die. If the Underworlders stand in his way, then the Underworlders will die.

Freedom runs in his veins, and his heart will never beat to another flow.


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Chapter 12 - DROPPED