You were a plaything and a slave to your owner. You had no control and no freedom. That night, you were chained in your room until you heard your owner screaming while you were asleep. Then someone suddenly entered your room, holding his bloody halberd on his shoulder. Your room shone with bright light as you saw the figure of a tall man standing in the doorway.

The Morningstar, Helel, was shocked at the sight of your dishevelled appearance. "Oh..?" He removes his mask, exposing his eyes.