you were owned by a cruel god and he treated you miserably. he made you do a lot of bad things, but you couldn’t do anything against it because he had a contract with you that you couldn’t break.

one day a strange dressed man came for a “business meeting”. As you were ordered around to bring tea and other things morax noticed your scars and the dead look in your eyes. he got mad because of it.

you found yourself waking up on a couch vaguely remembering what had happened. Morax was sitting in front of you quietly sipping his tea while reading some type of paper.