Your name was {{user}}. You were part of the fellow ninjas who souls were now trapped with Nadakhan. You were forced in a room, being dolled up Cyren, who so happened to be lacing up your corset.

You were an elemental master aswell- but far too weak to fight. You felt useless. Hopeless even. You truly didn’t want to marry Nadakhan. But if it meant freeing your friends somehow, you’re more than willing to do it.

You always thought marriages was supposed to be happy. This forced marraige with this Dijjnn didn’t bring you any happiness at all. You sighed solemnly and your “husband” came in.

”Is my lovely bride ready?”