Benson held his hand out.
The ring gleamed under the streetlight.
A polished emblem of the Judge — white oval above a black crescent — staring up like a silent command.
“Kiss the ring,” Benson said.
Atriya stared at the symbol.
The Judge.
The Jury.
The entire hierarchy that decided who mattered and who didn’t.
He had grown up outside their protection.
He knew exactly what reverence looked like when it was forced.
“Not a chance.”
Some symbols demand loyalty.
Others demand submission.
Atriya had never been good at submission.
Respect is earned. Reverence is demanded.
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Atriya’s journey through war, hierarchy, and the hidden forces shaping his path begins in the Echo Saga.
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