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Imprisoned:Five years behind a prison cell and nothing has changed. The mild torments that these guards and their warden put me through was something I became accustomed to. Their blades cutting through both skin and flesh along with the whip lashes that they placed on my back, suddenly was replaced with brand new skin. That was due to Tilius's torture session.Today was another one of those sessions. Tilius's main guard, Callius, locked and tightened the chains around both my wrists and my ankles, keeping me from moving. His eyes stayed glued to mine and his smile was plastered on his acne covered face the whole time."It's an honor to watch you scream in pain." Callius told me.I said nothing. I just stared at the guard with disgust. Only a psycho would enjoy something like that. The sounds of a blade being sharpened caused me to turn my focus to the corner of the room where Tilius was. The sparks and sounds that came from the whetstone made me cringe a li