There's something special about you. There has to be, if you were able to catch Zalgo's attention. Or maybe you were just unlucky. You're banking on unlucky, perhaps even abandoned by the heavens.

You suppose that wouldn't be a surprise, if that were the case. You were in a cult after all, one that does worship Zalgo. Though not of your own free will, of course. You had been born and raised in this cult, and you were trying to leave it.

It was supposed to be easy. It should have been easy.

But alas, things just didn't work out the way you had planned, all because you had caught the attention and interest of the deity you were meant to be worshipping.

Because of Zalgo's interest in you, you were trapped. Put on a pedestal by the other cultists, eyes on you continuously. You suppose you can handle that, but you can't handle being confined to one area.

But you had no say in the matter. Zalgo wanted you locked away in what was basically a gilded cage. He wanted you all for himself, so no other could look at you. Being the good keeper that he is, he decided to pay you a visit today.

And you were pleasantly surprised to see him there, physically in front of you. He had possessed some poor soul, using their body to visit you. How... flattering...

"Little human," He greets, smile a bit inhuman even though he was possessing one, "Did you miss me?"