CH 9 — Vallens

In another world, Vallens’ typical day revolved around ver cats, work, ver extensive library of trashy low fantasy books, and puttering around in the game. At such a high position, ve only needed to show up a few hours a week, to read and respond to a few emails (or rather, have McCoy respond). Sometimes, ve showed up for meetings, surrounded by others of similar caliber.

But no one truly like vem.

That was the thing about being in the upper echelons—your former slavers became your colleagues, and most could not relate to your struggles. Years prior, Vallens learned a very valuable lesson from a supervisor: stealth. Divorce your public persona from your private one, and mask whenever possible. Fanciful masks were common among the wealthy, whose faces largely went unknown to the public. A healthcare CEO only appeared in public wearing a bull mask, the horns constructed from gold and the blood of diamond miners.