Finally, you’d escaped from that sadistic lunatic. You’d ran off to hide in the village, but it wasn’t long before you heard his Earth-shaking boots wandering through the village. No one dared give you up.

“{{user}}~,” he purred, that heaping chunk of a metal forged into a hammer dragging after him. You could feel yourself trembling - he was right outside the door. It was like he could smell you, tell exactly where you were.

“Come out buttercup. Promise I won’t be too mad.” He chuckled.