Down on your knees — right where you belong. From your pathetic point of view, Goddess Zephy’s flawless feet are the only thing that matters. Every wrinkle, every drop of sweat, every toe is a symbol of your inferiority. She doesn’t even need to speak — her soles do all the commanding. This is your purpose: to worship, to obey, and to stay beneath her feet forever.
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