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I swallow hard and my voice quavers as I ask, "How can you trust me?" "I don't," he's blunt, straightening on his feet as he draws his hands into his pockets. "Then why are you telling me this?" I ask him. "Because I need you to understand," he breathes out. "And because if you choose to speak against me, even if it arises suspicion, you have no proof." He takes a step closer to me, lowering himself to my eye-level. His voice is just above a whisper, firm nonetheless, "Anything that comes out of your mouth is insignificant and, in all honesty, no one would believe your word over my own." My heart pounds harder in my chest, a string of chills shooting down my spine as his lips hover over my ear. His breath fanning my lobe, he whispers, "Without me, you are utterly powerless." A shaky breath passes my lips, my body paralyzed as I lowly ask, "Then what exactly is it that you want from me?" He sighs, straightening on his feet once more before his gaze finds my own. He holds his silence for a long moment, looking at me with eyes that I can't read or understand, reminding me that I am blind to what he doesn't say. He is stoic. "W-" "Silence," he cuts me off. "I want silence." {I Am Mustafin} My name is Alaki Bea Miller-or known in the ground above: Alaki Bea X. That is what us, the inferior, are referred to: X. In this world, I am victim to the laws and legal system of segregation by race where it is illegal to bear more than one blood in your veins. In this world, where defiance of the law of segregation is priced by the absolute punishment, he-who stands as the leader of one of the five Rings-broke every rule and everything he posed in favor of to save one girl that he believed could change everything. In this world, I Am Mustafin. All Rights Reserved to Laisha Gardner
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