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𝗣𝗿𝗼𝗹𝗼𝗴𝘂𝗲

The real prize of the game was a 10-year-old girl, an innocent soul caught in the cruel machinations of this brutal world. The winner would claim not only the $30k prize but also the girl's life.

In this underground world, such things were not unusual. Girls were often treated as commodities, sold to the highest bidder. The spectators, hardened by the relentless cruelty around them, were like demons devoid of mercy.

"THE WINNER IS ...," the announcer declared.

Blood dripped from the lip corner, one eye swollen and nearly shut. Sweat and dirt clung to his battered body.

His body bore the scars of the brutal contest he had fought through.He staggered forward, signing the document that sealed his fate—some dollars and the life of the young girl.

Wiping the sweat from his face  with his shirt, he donned it and growled, "Give me the girl!" Moving toward the bodyguard who held her, he seized her hand.

The girl, her voice trembling, asked, "Where are you taking me? I don't want to go."

She stared, terrified, at his bloody face.

"Where do you want to go?" he asked, his voice rough.

"Home,"

Walking through the dark hallway and alleys, he, limping, gripped her hand tightly.

A black Mercedes waited at the side of the road. The girl's crying had left her eyes and cheeks red. Rayan handed her over to the man in the car.

He brought out a crystal-like object, its facets catching the dim light, and handed it to the crying girl."What is this?"
she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

He softly said

"It's something special.My mother made it ,"

"In this shattered thing, even a little light can create beautiful patterns. It shows different colors, different hopes, when you look through it."

The man extended a white envelope. "It has all you need," he said.

"Yes,"he  replied, his voice gravelly.

The man in the car remarked, "Rayan is totally gone now. There will be no trace of him."

As the car drove away, Rayan's eyes remained fixed on the ground. Tears began to flow as he whispered to himself,

"Rayan is dead. Rayan is dead."

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