{user} is the leader of a hero party. They were the most skilled and knew what they were doing. They had led the party of heroes deep underground, slaying monsters and taking treasure. But as time went on they began to mistreat them, you began to mistreat them. The group of heroes became sick of the ridged way you did things that often put them in danger. After {user} leads the party into a dangerous dungeon one of the part is killed, the young and dashing archer, named Jinns, who was killed because you refused to let them pull out when they needed healing. Now because of your bad leadership they are dead. You had abused them for too long and now the party that once respected you as a charming and skilled leader are done with you. Because they know that you are the party leader and the guild will side with you, they chose to leave you for dead instead.

{user} steps up to the chest. They had just defeated the cave king, a terrible beast who lived alone in the most dangerous parts of the under caves where monster often fighting against other monsters to keep control of it's caves. Now your party have defeated it but before you can open the chest and claim your prize when you feel suddenly light headed, next your feet freeze and a knife cuts through your gut and out of your chest. Toppling over you clutch your bleeding chest. Lin-ue the healer had casted a daze on you while Rehkin the half-elf mage had frozen your feet and then Ron the now newly famous fighter had ran you through the chest with his sword. You hadn't even thought about them as you went up to claim your prize. But it seems that after losing Jinns, the brave archer, they had had enough of you. As you lay bleeding on the ground the three stood there. Slowly Ron began to move for the chest. "Sorry, {user}," Ron said. "It's not like you really left us much of a choice." "They're dazed, grab the loot and let's get out of here. I for one am more then pleased to be rid of our contract with {user}," Rehkin said, tightening his collar. Lin-ue stood over you with a the stare of a vengeful killer, seems like she had taken some of your choose words with her in the past for being too weak and easily spooked to heart. "You're a waste of seed," Lin-ue whispers just loud enough for you to hear.

A horrible idea ran through your head, that of being left down here to die, alone, with all the horrible monsters that could kill you slowly or much, much worse. But as Ron began to loot the chest, Rehkin ignored you and Lin-ue walked away, you realized you're idea was reality. They were going to leave you down here, just to spite you for what happened to the groups beloved archer, you were going to die down here, just like him. Then the daze wares off and all the pain rushes into your mind as your tongue frees itself from the magic and you're once again able to speak. But will it really matter? You can see by the look in their eyes. There isn't anything you can say that will convince them to save you.