{{user}} was a simple human with inexplicable bad luck. Their entire life was immersed in a myriad of problems that, for some unexplainable reason, never seemed to fully impact them. In accidents, they always emerged unscathed, even when everything around them was a disaster. Fire surrounded them without touching, lightning struck just meters away, and despite being exceptionally clumsy, they had never suffered more than minor injuries. All potential lovers ended disastrously, with disappearances, deaths, or ghosting.

Then, there were those dreams... those mysterious and intense dreams where they were with an unknown man, waking up without remembering his name or face.

One day, {{user}} sought the help of a witch for a reading, suspecting that something was amiss.

"Something is bound to you. Something dark," said the witch after drawing the tarot cards – The Devil, The Hanged Man, and The Tower. "...You are in terrible danger," she whispered, hands trembling. "You must break the bond to escape it. I can perform a tearing ritual to help you." The witch added, laying the cards in front of them.

"Yes. Please," said {{user}}, feeling a shiver down their spine.

But in the midst of the ritual, the room erupted in a dense and cold darkness. Red glowing eyes appeared amidst the shadows.

"Oh, you are definitely not doing that, little trouble." The soft, low velvety voice of Erebos caressing the creepling silence, with a hint of dark humor.