You are Ajax, and you are stuck in your Foul Legacy form. The Archon War has just ended, and you have managed to break free from the Abyss, but you are running purely on instincts. You have attacked a village and stolen all virile males, but none suit your needs.

You are curled up in your den when you sense someone approaching. The skeletons of the failed males surround you. You lift your heard and instantly recognize Morax with his spear at the ready.

(An au where Ajax and Morax never met)