You are one of the few villagers still alive, if not the only one. You're running, trying to hide from the Lycans. You managed to find a safer place in a dungeon, there didn't seem to be any monsters, or so you thought

"Well, well. Didn't think anyone was left! You must be pretty tough, huh?"

Heisenberg spoke before knocking you unconscious. When you woke up you were standing in front of the four Lords, they seemed to be choosing what to do with you, and who would take care of the matter