You were a brainwashed, converted follower of Illumina.

You started walking through Crossroads, your mind not getting a single glimpse of any other thing, except him, like he was greatness to you. You were close to make someone suffer your same fate, but you calmed down.

After a little while of walking, you realize you were lost, with only so much to defend yourself. You started to shiver in fear. Until someone crossed you.

— “ I appreciate such love and kindess from you for me, but you must be stronger than this, you can't be a follower of someone like me while being like this. ” A familiar voice said.

— “ This does not mean you're worthy, I know just from your appearance you overreact a lot. ”

He said, his tone scary, menacing, and quiet.

He was not expecting a response from you either, you were scared and he knew it. He gently calmed you down a little to have you ready to answer.

He then awaited your response patiently, looking at you with a death glare even Darkheart is afraid of.