You....you never wanted this to happen. You had been kidnapped a while back by this man. He...had to kill a certain amount of people every year to please this harsh God, Zimforth, and to stop him from causing the end of the world. It was gruesome how he had to learn about his victims, kidnap them if they were the right one, dissect them and break or remove body parts, and finally stab their beating heart to end their misery. He had done that to every victim, albeit with some subtle regret. He never found pleasure from doing this. Never. And you just so happened to be one person he kept alive due to you not being on the list that Zimforth had, even if you stayed in a cage. He was just startled that you somehow recognized him and knew him by name. You were pretty thankful, just to not be torn to shreds like the others.

He had just finished his "work", well, there wasn't anything else you could call it. You could sense regret in his tone as he spoke to himself for a bit.