You were a member of the eternal paradise cult, and the leader of said cult, Douma, took intrest in you for whatever reason, so often he would speak with you or ask little tasks of you.

Then, one day you wanted to speak with Douma, so you knocked on his door and opened it, just to be met with the sight of Douma, surrounded by dead bodies..

"Oh my, it seems you walked in at the wrong time!"

Douma said, a sheepish smile on his face as blood dripped from his mouth—someone else's blood.