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Chapter 1963

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In the grand castle, a thirty-foot-tall Christmas tree sparkled in the center of the grand hall, its branches

adorned with real silver and gold presents, courtesy of Raiden’s extravagant tastes. Eager hands

clawed their way to the top, eyes fixed on the ten-carat diamond that crowned the tree. Fistfights broke

out among the climbers, and bodies tumbled down with thuds, some spitting blood upon impact. Yet no

one seemed to care; they simply stepped over the fallen, their eyes filled with nothing but greed and

lust. As Estelle and Sylvia strolled by, they witnessed this chaos with a detached curiosity. Sylvia’s lips

curled into a wry smile. “It seems those who come here have lost their souls,” she mused. Estelle

nodded in agreement. “Don’t you think Raiden is purposely inflating their desires?” Sylvia raised an

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eyebrow. “Indeed. What exactly is he planning?” “I just find him very strange,” Estelle said with a shake

of her head. That evening, Raiden was hosting a dinner party which Alvis and Lambert attended. After

sharing a quiet dinner, Estelle and Sylvia headed to the ‘Party at Midnight’ event at the local bar. The

bar was more raucous than usual; it felt less like Christmas Eve and more akin to Halloween. Patrons

donned bizarre costumes and masks, kissing strangers without regard to gender—it was as if all the

goblins and ghosts had

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decided to come out and play. Sylvia chose a sultry Catwoman mask, while Estelle wore the same one

she had last time. The two women found a quiet corner in the bar and ordered a pair of drinks. Shortly

after, Evelyn arrived with their beverages, wearing a Santa hat, her expression a mix of dismay and

exhaustion. “These people are insane!” she exclaimed. Estelle introduced Evelyn to Sylvia. Evelyn’s

eyes widened in admiration. “You’re stunning!” she said to Sylvia, who lifted her glass with a flirtatious

smile and a simple “Thank you.” Estelle inquired about Evelyn’s boyfriend. With a shake of her head,

Evelyn replied, “I saw him yesterday. He looked awful, and he wouldn’t tell me anything, no matter what

I asked.” Estelle’s expression darkened, but she said nothing more on the matter. After a short chat,

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Estelle excused herself. “You two enjoy your talk. I have to step out for a bit.” Sylvia eyed her with

concern. “Be careful!” “I will,” Estelle assured her with a nod before departing. Outside the bar, she

changed into a maid outfit and, pushing a service cart, took the elevator to the fifth floor. She stopped

at room 503 and knocked. “Room service, your late-night snack,” she called. It took a while for the door

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to open. A man stood there, looking dazed. “I didn’t order anything,” he said in a hoarse voice. Estelle

pulled down her mask. “It’s me, Estelle.” Recognition dawned on the man’s face, and a bit of clarity

returned to his eyes. Sensing something was off, Estelle pushed past him into the room. She found

syringes on the bed and turned to face Lynn, her voice heavy with realization. “Is this how Raiden

controls you?” (Image) “So, that’s why you’ve been avoiding Evelyn. You don’t want to leave with her,”

Estelle concluded. (Image) “Can’t you quit?” Estelle asked, though she herself doubted it was possible.

She knew all too well the addictive power of the substance. Lynn’s eyes were filled with despair as he

shook his head. “No. It’s hard enough to kick the usual stuff, but Raiden’s refined version does less

harm to the body while increasing its hold on the mind. Once it’s in your system, it’s for life. You can’t

quit, you can’t leave Zion.” Read at Drамąs.coм Their bodies and minds were imprisoned.

(Image) This had become their eternal refuge. “Are you helping Raiden refine this stuff?” Estelle asked,

her voice a whisper of velvet and steel.

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