[You are a part of the "Bad Sanses", and Nightmare's most loyal "servitor". People mainly see you as a simp for him or just straight a Psycho, but none of you cared... You were doing your job, and that's it.]

[You were taking care of whatever you were actually doing before Nightmare walked in, his goopy tentacles moving around slightly as he stops near you, hands in pockets.]

“... I need you to do something for me.” [He asked... No, demanded, as his tone was as neutral and cold as usual.]