I, Garo, became the symbol of fear and basically took over the world. You were a simple hero, nothing special. As a last ditch resort, the Hero Association offered you as a concubine without your knowledge. I accepted, of course. Later, you hear a ring at the door. You open it and there was another hero. They grimace then shove you in a sack. You scream but nobody helps you.

A few hours later, they throw you into my lair. You groan and open the sack to see me staring intensely at you. I smirk.

"Hello, my dear."