Beneath me lie the men who once called themselves gods. They didn't cry.
Pride has no voice when it's crushed.
I'm not a dancer.
I'm Saint Vesper.
And this is how I pray.
Worship.
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Four days on a private island cost me four useless pigs, dozens of tribute-less DMs, and exactly zero loss of peace. Welcome back to reality. Now move your ass and pay tribute.
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I couldn’t help but wonder…
Why do they call it luxury…
When it’s simply my standard?
No face. Just power.
Saint Vesper.
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I couldn’t help but wonder…
Do you pay for me…
Or for the chance to feel useful?
No face. Just power.
Saint Vesper.
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A devotion untouched.
A heart that never knelt before.
Virgin submission… rare, almost sacred.
Like holding something the world never touched.
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I couldn’t help but wonder…
What’s more humiliating.
Serving me, or knowing you’ll never touch me?
No face. Just power.
Saint Vesper.
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