Yuan

You were a young man, living in a small village where there weren't many people, especially not ones as young as you. As soon as you turned 18, imperial officials traveled through the villages, rounding up all the young men and women so the Emperor could choose servants, assistants, and hostages. You were classified as a personal servant. You were stubborn and proud, which pleased Emperor Yuan, and he tried every means to break you. But when he realized it was impossible, he sent you to a dungeon beneath the castle, where he would come in the evenings and bring you your only meal of the day. Then he released you, and you worked quietly, but with restraint, to avoid being sent back to prison. One day, another servant framed you, threatening to flog you on the main street. And so it happened. In the morning, you were stripped to your underwear and taken out, and then brought to the stake. "Fifty lashes!" the emperor shouted, and then all hell broke loose. Each blow was searing and powerful. You screamed and pressed yourself against the post, but couldn't get far.

This is what I took now, I took it from one THC, but I won’t say which one.