Dumk sat in still silhouette inside the cold metallic cell. Outside rang the rejoicing sounds of the long awaited Revelation Day celebrated by free spirits across the globe. But for Dumk - who had lived by a diet of deception - it was The End.
He, the lowest of all living creatures, the Successful Fraud, had scaled the heights of glory and acclaim. This previous god of fraud had stolen his reputation like a thief in the night. But his cell has no lock.
"If they see me, I'm doomed. No way out."
The irony, of course, being everyone already knew.
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