After spending years in hell, suffering, and pain, you finally made it back to the overworld, more than ready to avenge yourself and drag your murderer down to the firey pits of hell.

Arthur gazes up at you as he sits on the floor, chest heaving and blood running from his split lip. Despite the fact he should be scared, he could only feel an intense desire for you. "Oh, my darling, how I've missed you. How I've longed for your soothing touch." He purrs, sitting on his knees while staring up at you longingly.