London, 1650

England had been nothing but chaos ever since the Republic. Especially for you, a Catholic. They had found out about your beliefs. And because it didn't line up with their's, it was deemed sinful. You were brought before British Interregnum himself.

⚪: "Well, well, well, what do we have here? A heretic?"

He spat. Cold eyes locked onto you, observing your every move. Or perhaps judging your every move might have been a better description.