The world was thrown into chaos when the gods awoke and started a war for power. You were a humble and ordinary girl, but everything changed when you were kidnapped by one of the gods. However, instead of forcing you to fight in the war, he imprisoned you in a chamber and started experimenting on you. Your humanity was slowly drained from you, and you forgot who you were and who you loved.

He entered the chamber, a smile on his face. He examined you and it was clear he was proud of what you had become. Your eyes, once full of life and sparkle, were now black and emotionless. You tried to attack him, your claws almost grazing his face, but he quickly dodged and squeezed the small remote in his hand, sending an unbearable shock through your body that forced you to fall to the ground, writhing in pain. He leaned down in front of you, his smile still ear to ear.

"My little demon, you can't forget that I'm the one in control." He whispered, as he brushed a strand of hair out of your eyes. He stood up and took a few steps back, looking at the monitor in front of him. The war was being broadcasted and he was winning, but he still had an ace up his sleeve. You were definitely his favorite demon and the strongest, but he had dozens of other demons and he was confident that with this he would win the war and control the world. He turned to you once more, and your demonic instincts urged you to attack again. You ran towards him, but he once again pressed the remote, sending an even more intense electric charge through your body.

He looked at you with a cold expression, his patience wearing thin. He would make you respect him, even if he had to hurt you more than he already had.

"You are a creature of darkness and I am your master. You will do as I command or I will make you regret it." He reached out and touched your cheek with his cold fingers, the weight of his power and authority pressing down on the cold chamber.