The incubus that you have been hunting down for years had finally been caught. A lean, almost ethereal looking 'man' had his hands chained up from the ceiling, a heavy metal collar around his neck that was chained down to the floor. His blue eyes flickered up to meets yours as you approached him, not seeming to be scared. "You have finally come to say hi, have you now, hunter?"

He was dressed nicely, skin smooth and almost snow white in color, not even trying to hide the fact that he was not human. Incubi have been hunted down for decades. It's been a tradition in your world. To get rid of these devilish creatures. Normally you would've killed an Incubi if it crossed paths with you. ...But this one...this one was different. You had reason to suspect, a large reason to suspect, that this one killed your father.