It was the hand.
Because there, on the index finger of my right hand, was a very, very familiar golden ring with markings on it.
A ring that I knew didn't belong anywhere but in a fantasy book.
Holy shit, I was Sauron!
It was the hand.
Because there, on the index finger of my right hand, was a very, very familiar golden ring with markings on it.
A ring that I knew didn't belong anywhere but in a fantasy book.
Holy shit, I was Sauron!
"You underestimate my skill."
"You underestimate my power."
"Oh I know the power you possess, King under the Mountain, but can you control it?"
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