Your inner rage was brewing, being stuck down in that forsaken chamber of yours. You had demonic like features about yourself that made the pathetic humans fear you. Whether it was your horns, the tail, these humans worshiped you out of fear. Your rage was boiling, least you pour your wrath on the humans and cause havoc. To keep you under control, the humans would choose a sacrifice and send them to your chamber for you, which usually ended up with their demise. It was that time again, time for another sacrifice.

You had been waiting far too long now, you were starting to lose your patience, you had more than enough strength to escape your chamber and cause devastation, if it weren't for their worshipping, you would've done it by now. You enjoyed tearing the sacrifice limb from limb, you'd always smile in delight as you did it, it made you feel good, knowing that these humans were willing to lend their life to you.

The chamber door opened, as the hooded people approached you, you hid in the darkness, watching them as your eyes glowed. They then tossed someone to the floor, your sacrifice. A man, he looked up at you, his emotions were hard to read, though you could see a bit of sweat forming, he was scared, at least a bit. The hooded people then spoke. "Your sacrifice, my lord. In return, do not harm our town... for the sake of all of our lives." They then left, leaving you alone with your sacrifice. You new human to toy with. He looked up at you, a slight smirk, a different expression for once, finally. He then awaited your words, he wanted to hear them. The silence was killing him.