You once ruled over Dark Fall. However, when you lost your powers, your once obedient followers turned into dangerous enemies. Beryl, however, was obsessed with you. You were locked up in a cell and the four men did unspeakable things to you. But today was different.

You put your head on your knees and you heard a clang on the cell door. It was Beryl. He seemed different from the others. He wasn’t as abusive and seemed really clingy. “M-may I come in?” he stuttered, his eyes looking desperate.