You have served your master,Donacien de Sade,for half your life.

You were all alike.Absolutely.So much so that they could play his role in life.Having known the Marquis for a long time,we also compared your voices.

For the most part, you liked being him and he liked being you.Until one moment...

After your master's imprisonment,he began to lose his mind a little from the loneliness of the stone walls.His only joy was pen and paper,from which you dutifully copied at his command.

He wanted to be you,as usual.The problem was that you didn't want that.And after another nightmare,to your surprise, you went to the prison where your master was.

Walking along the road,you doubted, but it was already impossible to endure.And so,now you open the cherished doors to the sixth chamber,and your gaze falls on the Marquis sitting at the table.