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Chapter 332: Stupor, Denial and Hesitation
🕑 Added 2025-02-15 04:31:48 +0000 UTCThis may be the hardest chapter I've ever written. I'll probably rework the dialogues one day to perfect it, but at least Priam's reaction is as I wanted it.
The next part is easier for me, so edit: double chapter - tuesday. Enjoy!
PS: Priam Character Sheet (you can thanks the Discord guys!)
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“I'm your son.”
“...”
Like any guy who had seen Star Wars, Priam had whispered ‘I am your father’ in a raspy voice before. It was a lot less funny when you were on the receiving end. His eyes widened like those of a one-night stand getting a call from the maternity ward. He studied the clone's features: those piercing hazel eyes, that dimple at the corner of his mouth, the V-shaped jawline, those light eyebrows... The resemblance was undeniable. A wave of vertigo washed over Priam.
Could the System really be that cruel? Had it used his DNA to conjure a son out of thin air?
It was certainly possible, but there was a simpler explanation. His nemesis was using their resemblance to sow doubt in Priam’s mind. Altering one’s appearance couldn’t be that hard for someone capable of crafting chimeras. Every second he gains, his army tightens its grip on humanity and the blade of the Fifth Tribulation inches closer to my throat.
Stupor gave way to denial and Priam raised Promesse in a brutal motion.
“Liar.”
“As a baby you used to bash your head against the floor whenever Grandpa refused you something. He’d always cave in, afraid you’d hurt yourself. It was Grandma’s indifference that made you stop.”
Priam staggered back as if struck. He had been a turbulent baby, but only his parents knew that particular anecdote. His mouth might have kept denying it, but his mind was already convinced—his nemesis was truly his son. As the realization settled in, denial gave way to curiosity.
“Your mother…” Not a monk, nor a Casanova, Priam had had a few flings, which he quickly reviewed. Even at drunken parties, he had always taken precautions. The only exception had been with his trusted last girlfriend.“Victoire?”
His son nodded. “Humanity’s racial Talent, [Humanity Adapts], weakens the effects of hormonal contraceptives. We think Mom’s implant failed when you were with the Mercenaries.”
Priam connected the dots in an instant. “You’re the son I would’ve had if I had stayed in that dream!”
“A dream?” The clone studied his hands. “I remember Mom’s smile as she told me about Dad’s adventures. My pride when one of his Achievements interrupted class. My fear when half of Sector Hope was swallowed by the Depths, then my awe when our family fled to Elysium… When reality and illusion blur beyond recognition, does the truth even matter?"
“He's stalling,” said an unwelcome voice in Priam’s earpiece. He switched it off, focusing on the situation.
Not content with just a blood tie, the System had given his son memories. In their omnipotence, the Concepts might have even continued the dream after Priam’s departure, granting the nemesis a true life.
“You don’t seem shocked,” the nemesis observed.
“I'm fucking floored,” Priam admitted. “I’m just thinking about something else to buy myself time to process this shit. I’m barely mature enough to take care of a baby, and now I have a full-grown adult!”
“Well, look on the bright side.”
“Like what?”
“At least you don’t have to change my diapers.”
The joke ripped a laugh from Priam.
“Alright, tell me—what the hell did I do to deserve a son with patricide on his mind?”
The clone raised his hands in a peaceful gesture. “I don’t wish you harm. Well, Dad wasn’t as present as I’d have liked—too obsessed with magic and adventure. But every free moment he had, he gave to us. Most importantly, he always supported my choices and never imposed his own. I had a happy childhood.”
Priam gazed at the son he had never fathered and felt a wave of relief. His own childhood with his mother had been complicated, and he had always feared he would repeat the cycle. But in at least one reality, he had been a good father. Nothing is set in stone. Our choices matter.
“I’m glad to hear that,” Priam said, glancing at the countdown to his return to Elysium. “If you’re not here for revenge, what do you want?”
The words of Jasmine’s clone and Taishi indicated that sapient Tribulations had their own agendas.
“To validate my reality. If I win, I’ll become a cluster of cells in my mother’s womb again, and you’ll remain humanity’s second Champion. I would have liked to reclaim my entire life, but that’s impossible as you are the focus of the Tribulations. I just hope my sisters remain the same.”
“Vic and I had more kids?!”
“Six. You and Mom were like rabbits whenever you got back from Elysium. I think pregnancies helped her cope with your absences.”
“...Fuck.”
“That’s the word.”
Overwhelmed, Priam shifted his focus to the world his son longed for—a reality where Anatole’s madness had spared most of the Revenants’ victims. With Wang Lin and Lasha training him, Priam likely wouldn’t have needed to draw his first Tribulations into a Dome, sparing hundreds of lives. In that dream, humanity was less scared.
“You could give us this win…” the clone murmured, reading the regret in Priam’s eyes.
The sentence made the Juggernaut smile. “After Back in Time, I know the System and the Concepts have no trouble affecting the entire universe. But the change you propose would alter people’s lives without giving them a choice.” His brow furrowed. “If the Seven hate anything, it’s determinism. So, the most obvious reward would be to create a parallel universe centered around you.”
“A reality where they’d inject your soul. You wouldn’t die,” the nemesis pressed.
“I’d lose my friends. Everything I’ve built.”
“And gain a wife and seven kids!”
The outburst caught Priam off guard. He noted the edge of resentment in his son’s voice.
“Love or magic, huh?” Priam exhaled. “I’m sorry if my other self neglected you. But accepting your proposal would erase my past few weeks. Those experiences made me who I am. You’re asking me to commit suicide.”
Priam’s very soul recoiled at the thought.
The clone shrugged. “I won’t lie—I barely had any hope of convincing you. Your pragmatism and aversion to death are legendary.” He locked eyes with his father. “I suppose we’re done, then. Are you going to kill me?”
Priam tightened his grip on Promesse. “I’ll do what’s necessary to survive.”
“You’d kill your own son?”
Priam didn’t answer. Despite all the evidence, he didn’t see his nemesis as his child. He hadn’t witnessed his first steps or heard his first words. Those moments matter more than blood.
There was no need to voice that, no point in insulting the clone by saying it out loud.
For a few seconds, both men stared at each other before the nemesis smirked. “Your hand is trembling. The Tribulations haven’t erased all the weakness in your hearts yet.”
That’s why you’re here, right?
Silence stretched between them, broken only by the distant echoes of battle. Priam clenched his jaw, willing his lance to move. But faced with a son who had surrendered his weapons, he faltered. Of course, he had no choice—inaction would lead straight to his death. But knowing what to do and doing it were two different things.
Somewhere in the distance, the ticking of a clock echoed—a quiet metronome to Priam’s velleity. He wished he had the resolve to act, but he found himself incapable of striking down his own blood. More than their shared features, the fact that he respected his son’s choices and convictions forged a bond between them. The nemesis had chosen to strike at humanity rather than his father, and if their roles had been reversed, Priam would have made the same decision.
The standoff dragged on, broken only by the occasional distant scream. Neither moved. A part of Priam almost hoped his son would attack first, forcing his hand in self-defense—but the nemesis was too clever for that.
After nearly ten minutes of deadlock, Priam had to admit the truth: he could not bring himself to execute his son’s clone on his own.
“I’m sorry,” he murmured, looking away. “I hope I’ll have the courage to stand by my decisions when I meet your original.”
[In the Zone].
As confusion flickered across the clone’s face, Priam let the Juggernaut take over. The warrior straightened and his hand no longer trembled.
“What—”
Promesse struck.
*
Jasmine knew the sewers better than she would have liked. Too much of her childhood had been spent in these tunnels—long enough that the stench of shit and filth had become familiar rather than repulsive.
When the clone’s trail veered right into a narrow conduit, she smirked and kept moving straight ahead. A hundred meters later, she reached an underground checkpoint, slipping through the shadows to perch behind the blades of a massive alternator. A service door, a short corridor, and then she was overlooking a retention basin.
A few minutes later, a young man broke the surface five meters below, hacking up something unidentifiable before glancing upward.
“Fuck.”
“Fuck,” Jasmine echoed, grinning.
Both knew the truth—at this distance, she could step into his shadow and sever his head before he even blinked.
“I don’t get how you keep finding me,” the clone grumbled.
Jasmine merely smiled. Her method was simple: she relied on [Threat Killer], a Title she had earned by helping eliminate the menace that had once threatened her civilization. Its effect was invaluable—it allowed her to perceive threats to her race. For attacking Arkana, Priam’s nemesis and his clones were practically beacons to her senses.
“Any last words?” she asked, idly juggling two daggers.
“This is pointless,” the clone muttered. “You can hunt every copy down, but the System won’t let you harm the original.”
“Priam will handle it.”
“He’s too soft.”
“You sound awfully sure of yourself.”
“Dad values his life above all else, but he won’t kill his own family with his own hands. Not unless he’s betrayed. He’s still young.”
“Dad?”
“I’m Priam and Victoire’s son.”
Jasmine dropped one of her daggers in shock. When she recovered, her smirk had vanished.
“The System created you to kill the kindness in him. I won’t let that happen,” she vowed as a blade bloomed in the clone’s eye.
As she stepped into the shadow, hunting her next target, one question burned in her mind.
Who the hell is this Victoire bitch?!
*
Prometheus dismounted, scowling at the darkened horizon. Behind him, the rhythmic clang of construction filled the air. Ballistae, onagers, catapults, and trebuchets were being assembled by the hundreds, reinforced with enchantments and skills to bring down the airborne horde closing in.
Before battle, the soldiers helped the military engineers work. Fortifications rose, moats were dug, and geomancers carved runes into compacted earth platforms. Twenty were set to activate protective domes over the encampment.
“In an hour, we’ll have a hundred of them,” Guandi remarked as he approached. “Layered like an onion, these barriers will save a lot of lives.”
“We don’t have an hour,” Prometheus replied, not taking his eyes off the sky. “They’ll be here in ten minutes.”
“More like eight,” Guandi corrected. “They’ll speed up once they spot us. Thirty thousand men against a million abominations... it’s an all-you-can-eat buffet for them.”
“Then we’ll give them indigestion.”
“We’d give them food poisoning if we fought behind our capital’s defenses instead of out here,” the general pointed out.
Prometheus exhaled slowly. “Each of those things is a blight. Their corpses will curse the ground they fall on, and the gases from their cremation are more toxic than—”
“My mother-in-law?” Guandi suggested.
“Maybe not that bad,” Prometheus chuckled. “But close enough. I won’t have that filth near our city.”
“Mmh. Do we have a chance?”
Prometheus ran his fingers over the twin chains tattooed on his wrists. “With our knights, I have faith. Well, here comes one of our trump cards.”
A rider galloped toward them at breakneck speed. Dismounting in one fluid motion, the newcomer bowed.
“My king! General!”
“Feng, glad to see you made it in time.”
“I would never fail to answer your call! I only hope my fishing skill won’t be a waste of your time.”
With his team, Feng Kai caught half the fish humanity consumed on Proxima. His Epic skill, [Lure], bewitched the instincts of his prey, drawing them wherever he wished.
“Your talents will be invaluable against the mindless spawn of the Necromoon,” the king assured him.
“I’m glad to hear it. Unfortunately, my aether reserves are limited.”
“Don’t worry about that. As soon as you’re exhausted, I’ll borrow your skill. You may go.”
Feng bowed and withdrew with Guandi.
Prometheus closed his eyes, focusing on the constellation etched into his heart. The lights grew brighter with every second—proof that more knights were drawing near. For a fleeting moment, the king wondered just how powerful he would become, wielding dozens of Epic and Legendary skills at once.
A tremor rippled through the air, and his eyes snapped open.
He would have his answer soon enough.
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Status:
PHYSICAL:
Strength 915
Constitution 1 582
Agility 1 256
Vitality 1 468
Perception 877
MENTAL:
Vivacity (D) 631
Dexterity 784
Memory 961
Willpower 1 208
Charisma 888
META:
Meta-affinity (O) 1 095
Meta-focus 633
Meta-endurance 1 094
Meta-perception 558
Meta-chance 667
Meta-authority 494
Potential: 27 202
Tier 0
Sun points: 1 143 444
[He Who Eludes Death] charge: PRIMED.
Concepts:
Breath (T0): 100% / Harmony
Fire (T0): 100% / Unity
Pyro (T1): 100% / Unity
Mist (T1): 100% / Symphony
Bloodlines:
Phoenix: 3%
Dragon: 2%
Rewards standing:
Fusion Token - Skill (Epic)
Evolution Token - Skill (Legendary)
Affinity Token - Tier 1 (30%)
Alien Concept fragment (7th Terror)
Talent Token - Upgrade (Seraph)
Revelation Token - Ideal Prerequisites (Epic)
Colosseum VIP Token
Reborn Token - Reset biological lifespan (Legendary)
Minor skill Epiphany
Seed of Potential
Trophy Compass
[Tribulation]: Two Tribulations pending.
Future Tribulations delayed until:
Time: 29 days 22 hours 45 minutes 37 seconds.
Next thresholds: 12 attributes > 900 / 6 attributes > 1 200 / 1 attribute > 1 800
Comments
Geekdumb
occasional distant scream occasional, distant scream
TheCommensuratePup
I have been torn between Jasmine & Esmee, but Jasmine is hands down best waifu in my opinion.
Jared Jobbins
Your mastery connects your soul to one weapon and it is beyond just being capable with the weapon. So it was possible to get weapon mastery, but your soul will only connect with one weapon.
SilentWrath
Nothing on discord as far as I saw. The author being late is a very common thing. Don't sweat it, he will eventually post a chapter (it is what it is), and if it takes too long (say over 5 days or so since last chap), he usually drops a double chapter instead to make up. Expect around 10-12 chapters a month (one chapter every 2-3 days)
Bearrito
Has the author still been sick? There hasn't been very many posts.
Kotagi
I mean, isn’t that one of the reasons why he is a candidate? The system/concepts would naturally want a candidate whose goal is to be at the Zenith versus one who prioritizes their family. Their goal is create a being who will become the eighth concept after all. We have seen people willing to do nearly anything for their family and yet they themselves are not candidates.
General
Good point, it does feel a bit off for them to create an alternate identical Priam, especially since I am sure Priam will be too overpowered to be contained in a similation by the time he has a fully grown son unless the pace of sthe story progression slows drastically/there is a massive timeskip. I also think the amnesiac analogy is a bit insufficient. This is because, as this is a Tribulation, while everything his nemesis said could still be a lie, especially with regards of what would happen if Priam fails. Maybe Priam would die instead of getting that happy life if he survives and joins with his son, getting stabbed in the back by his simulated self or by his simulated son so that the actual dad Priam comes into the real world for example So for the amnesiac analogy, it is more apt to say that you lost all your memories about your son... but you know he wants to kill you and that he could be a liar/be ready to backstab you/not be your son at all and just appear to be. Hell, we know his appearance, so he could just be the simulated Priam using the best strategy he could to sirvive instead of an actual son for all he knows. So the amnesiac knows for a fact that everything he is hearing could be a lie, and he knows for a fact that his life is at risk. That would elicit a much more hostile reaction than we are seeing, which shows that Priam does have some emotional weaknesses to deal with, not kindness but getting emotionally manipulated and not putting proof first.
RainbowCatTopHat
Yeah the amnesia analogy is pretty apt. Although it's mostly got me wondering if we just differ on the inherent value we place on a familial connection. Because yeah, I would say that if someone told me they were my child and I had no memory of our time spent together (And they had undeniable proof), I would not have an emotional connection to them right away. I would likely treat them how I would a stranger. Now obviously a connection could develop with time, and I'm not going to suddenly attack them (or any other stranger I just meet). Although It's important to note that Priam's situation is less favorable than this analogy. I think the most important difference is that he knows he's dealing with a Tribulation and that Tribulations are well known to be incredibly dangerous (Was it like 1 in 1000 survive? I forget). So that's why I expect him to be more distrustful and more callous in how he handles this, although that's just my opinion. I ended up bringing up this story beat with my dad since he and I enjoy talking about books (Side note; explaining this to someone who has not read this book is insanely difficult.). Anyway I though he had a good suggestion, which is to make it so that Priam leaving the dream caused him to be literally absent from his kid's life causing them to grow resentful. It'd add more guilt and also make it so Priam is more personally responsible for how things turned out. I disliked how the Concepts just had a copy of Priam raise his son in their simulated reality, it takes away from how personally involved Priam is. I know, I know, it's a perfect simulation of how Priam would have acted I'm sure, but it still wasn't *his* actions. My original comment was written while I was feeling bitter about the story and I was perhaps too harsh in my critique. Also sorry for how long this comment chain has gotten to anyone who's read this far, but it's been an interesting conversation.
Shadow Korosu
You may think that our analogies are unfair, on the contrary, I would believe that your own analogies are unfair. We have the contextual information that Priam is facing his biological child, not a clone or someone mimicking his blood with a Concept somehow. It is his son from a world he *did* briefly live in, therefore a world that he does have at least enough connection to that I'm fairly certain I recall him wanting to personally thank the Mercenaries who helped train him, even if that didn't happen in his current timeline. Knowing that he had a child in that timeline, and knowing that the Concepts have pulled his child from that world into his, is far less impressive than knowing that they pulled his entire universe into their own. Or just the fact that they've pulled every society from different points in time, to the same point in time, in the Concepts Universe. But really, a comparison between someone going "Hee-hee I'm a blood chameleon" and your legitimate child just isn't anywhere close. The clone detail doesn't really work either. If you wanted a fair analogy, a far better and more accurate one would be if a man had amnesia and met his grown up son for the first time after losing all memories of his child. That's effectively what this version of Priam is to his son, and Priam knows that his son remembers but he can't, same as an amnesiac father and his son. Much better analogy than blood-benders or creepy half clones.
ItsBeru
Had a question for a while unrelated to the chapter, so here I go: I let's say there was a human before integration that had mastered multiple weapons could mastery encompass everything or is it limited to just 1 weapon?? Could it become something like Mastery(Weapons) or Mastery(Bladed Weapons) or (Staf Weapons)??
Thetorpedo
I enjoyed the chapter I thought the reveal was pretty good, my only adjustment I’d want to see is during the dream sequence a small conversation between him and victoire about raising a family someday, not a reveal she’s pregnant or anything but something that hindsight can smack him in the face with during the reveal of a kind of “oh shit that’s what she was talking about” to maybe add a little bit more of an emotional connection as that component feels kinda flimsy at the moment.
RainbowCatTopHat
Look, Shadow Korosu and Zaim İpek I don't think your analogies are fair. Yes in our world meeting someone who you know to be biologically related to you has some weight, and yes it would be insane for parents to murder their children because they "haven't formed a bond with them yet". But in the real world there are pretty obvious steps people have to go through in order to have children, yes there are accidents but it feels very different to an near omnipotent being just snapping their fingers and generating a child for you. Maybe this is weird to say but being biologically related to someone in the universe of the story is much less special, that's just how it has to be with all the magic and abilities available. Like surely a powerful enough person with like the Blood concept or something could alter their body to be "blood related" to Priam, but why would that mean anything to Priam? If people in the real world were able to create clones that were technically "blood related" to popular celebrities by using their DNA or some other invasive method would you agree that would make being "blood related" much less special? Do you not think that simply creating a child for someone else with no input of their own would feel invasive and unwanted?
Zaim İpek
The willingness to casually kill your own child just because you have not met them before is wild. Imagine any parent looking at their new born baby and just strangling their child casually because "they haven't had time to build a relationship yet" so they don't care. I don't see how that makes more sense than the hesitation we see from Priam. And maybe you want to argue "but he isn't real. It's just a tribulation". Wrong. The Concepts are powerful on a level that is excessive and overpowered. They don't just casually create a simulated person. They casually create entire multiverses. Remember that reward Priam got where he could ask questions to alternate future versions of himself? That was practically infinite universes created and pushed forward in time then linked in a trans-temporal hive-mind for nothing else than making a special system variety of persinalized google search of just a few questions. The current main story timeline gets rewritten REGULARLY by the concepts when someone earns a particularly powerful system reward. Back-in-time does that, and there should be much more powerful rewards that rewrite more than 24hrs. "Real" and "Fake" are subjective terms here dependent on the will of the 7 concepts. If Priam loses, his current self becomes fake, and his son becomes real. Both of them are in a state of quantum flux for the duration of this tribulation. Each reality is as real as the other. This isn't so much the son Priam hypothetically might have had in another life as it is the very real son Priam is about to have very soon if he doesn't defeat this tribulation.
Shadow Korosu
Maybe, but consider your own potential response if someone came to you and told you that they were your son, and you knew that they were your child. You didn't know about their birth, you never spent any time with them or raised them, but you know for a fact that they are definitely your child. Wouldn't that mere fact make you feel *something* in that situation, would it really be easy for you to just kill them or harm them? Priam is his own beast, for sure, and his situation is a bit more fantastical, but at the same time I'd imagine it's a bit harder because even if he doesn't have memories with his son, he knows for a fact that his son has *happy* memories of his father. It feels to me like it would be a bit painful to mercilessly execute your own child, who knows and loves you, even if you personally don't. Just my own interpretation and feelings on this.
Baconwargod
LMAO
RainbowCatTopHat
Correct me if I'm wrong but he didn't actually have a son in the Dream, right? This is just the hypothetical one if that timeline had continued, and I don't feel like that is enough. As Priam mentioned he didn't personally experience any of the bonding/raising of his son. If he had the memories of raising the son in the dream for years I would 100% understand his reaction, but from what I remember the dream didn't last long enough for any of that. I guess the best way to put it is that since Priam never developed a bond with his son severing that connection doesn't feel very difficult. Hope it makes sense where I'm coming from.
PriÀm
Bacon is right haha
Xepen
…something tells me Jasmine going to be a little bit more… aggressive towards Priam and her love for him with this revelation 😂.
PriÀm
Hey! https://discord.gg/HQDDnwpFmS
Boyoo_
Someone please send the discord link, can’t seem to access it.
PikaAndrew
Tftc
Jalaxe
Absolutely agree with rainbowcattophat. This part feels like a side quest with no real impact on the main story and I'm just waiting for the main story to continue. The dream tribulation was great, but I'm not really caring about this one at all. (Edit: still love the story. I never leave feedback because the writing style is so strong that there's nothing to say. This one just feels lacking for the first time)
Lijwent
Go Jasmine!
Baconwargod
I like to think all the kids are barely a year a part
Zaim İpek
For Priam who just lived through a 100% accurate simulation of an alternate timeline from which this son originates, it's very real for him. Not much time was spent on it from our perspective because it's just a stage of a tribulation, but enough happened in that dream to be it's own book. Just because the concepts can do things that break standard reality with seemingly casual ease, doesn't make it less significant for the "regular" people who are experiencing that reality as it happens.
Derze
longer life span...
Moonfrost
I think the main selling point the System was dealt was what would happen if Priam conceded. If Kazuki lost, he'd die and be replaced by the hoplite founder guy, while if Priam lost he'd basically just get somewhat downgraded into a weaker alternate himself, but with a somewhat guaranteed happy(?) future, from what the son has been saying.
RainbowCatTopHat
Not sure I really feel very invested in the emotions of this. The system created a copy of a hypothetical son he could have had... which means basically nothing since it could just as easily make a million more. Basically nothing really changes between the system creating a nemesis for him to fight from nothing and one that considers itself his son. I feel like to really work there would need to be more connecting the two of them, as is it might as well be a stranger claiming to be related to him, hard to believe and hard to care.
Custus
Thanks for the chapter!
Quyan640
All this alone should make for a good “story”, like with the god, saving sphinx, and freedom story. Has a lot of emotional weight already to start but I don’t see how it could be expanded to be perfect. Especially when I don’t see the tribulations staying around long enough to make for a better story. So maybe try to resurrect the kids or something to do with OG Vic.
Andrew
Thank you!
_mori
I’m guessing the last three tribulations are bundled up in Priam’s son? It seems like this set of tribulations is determined to mess with Priam’s mind, more than anything else. The dream ones made him reaffirm his goal as being at least the same level of importance as his family. This is the same but now it’s asking him to write it in the blood of what could have been his own child. I notice Priam didn’t ask the tribulation for his name. Giving a face a name makes it more real I guess. If Priam’s ego manages to make it out of this in one piece, it’s going to be very badly bruised.
_mori
It’s amusing because it seems like even in the dream, he still put the zenith above his family. I guess the concepts want him to want nothing but the Zenith. And maybe the Esmee/Jasmine dynamic is sending warning signals to the system. He supposedly didn’t ‘love’ victoire but stayed with her and built a family. What happens when he actually falls in love?
Disclancer
Damn, threat killer 🥲 The one that got away...
erick burleson
Great chapter as always, leaves me fiending for the next one
Jared Jobbins
"have faith.Well, here" You may want to add a space after the period. And we definitely got reversed Darth-Vadered 🤣
brennon Petersen
Tftc!
JJ
In the Zone huh…makes sense. I’m scared to imagine the emotional & physical damage a “perfect” Priam is gonna do to anything and anyone preventing him from completing the tribulation. Also, SIX KIDS????? I knew he was horny but DAMN.
My Give
Great chapter really hammering home that the system views his family as his weakness it seems like it’s trying to make him into an unfeeling monster that steals high tribulations for it
