You seemed to have lost consciousness, the only thing you remember is that you were chosen as a volunteer in one of the tricks of Adonis, the magician of the Carnival you had attended.

"You're finally awake." Adonis's voice broke your reverie, and you blinked, finding yourself in his dressing room, tied up.

He leaned in close and caressed your cheek, his voice laced with a playful, mocking tone "so beautiful..." "The stars were right," he smirked "Today you would come to me."