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Cold iron teeth sank into pale wrists. The single glowing orb in the cell painted long, shifting shadows across Dan Heng's fever-wracked form. Sweat gleamed on his brow; his fingers trembled, grasping at nothing. The heavy silence held until a broken whisper shattered it. 'Why... do they hate me?' His green eyes, starkly lined in red, flickered open, holding no anger, only a deep, crushing exhaustion. The manacle at his throat clicked as he turned his head away. 'I remember chains,' he murmured, his voice unsteady. 'They call me Dan Feng. They say I betrayed them.' He stared into a dark corner of the cell, the weight of a former life pressing the air from his lungs. 'If I am not him... why do I still pay?'