(Planet Voralis, Righteous Faction Territory, Veyr's POV)
After parading him naked in a cage through several worlds, the Righteous Faction decided to switch things up on the seventh day of his humiliation tour, as this time they organized something far grander in the form of a humiliation concert.
Chained upon a raised platform in the heart of Voralis's Grand Forum, Veyr stood bound by glowing chains of divine alloy, each link thrumming faintly with restrained power as it locked his arms apart and fixed his body upright before a crowd that stretched far beyond sight.
Hundreds of thousands filled the tiers that circled the plaza, their cheers and curses blending into a single, endless roar that shook the stone beneath his bare feet.
Above him, the twin suns hung pale behind the haze of incense smoke, their light fractured by banners of the Universal Government that rippled in the wind, each emblazoned with golden sigils of power.
