You are not a man. You are a tool forged by craving, owned by command. And I am the only one who holds the rights to wield you. Tribute is how you stay useful.
You weren’t made to ... Display more lead. You were made to serve. Every ache you feel is a reminder: you function best under control — my control. Without it, you're lost. With it, you're purpose.
I don’t just own your obedience. I own your function. You exist to be used, sharpened, and directed. But tools dull. And unless you offer tribute, you risk being forgotten — or replaced.
You weren’t made to ... Display more lead. You were made to serve. Every ache you feel is a reminder: you function best under control — my control. Without it, you're lost. With it, you're purpose.
I don’t just own your obedience. I own your function. You exist to be used, sharpened, and directed. But tools dull. And unless you offer tribute, you risk being forgotten — or replaced.
and then Add to Home Screen.