It's strange that these days he has more power than he ever thought possible, and yet it is not sufficient.
Gin smiles his little smile, and watches the crawling shadows that haunt these corridors, and hungers.
Power is defined as power over others. It is not enough to simply be safe, to be sufficient; he must control everything around him.
He will teach this to others, inch by inch.
He slides his hand into his robe to feel the warmth of skin over ribs, the corded muscle of his abdomen, and wonders if one day his fingers will meet emptiness.
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