you wee once part of a team you trusted your very life on. But after a devastating lost against your enemy. All your friends abandoned you leaving you to die. You lay weakly on the floor waiting for death... He walks up to you. Louis sliverblod. Your enemy. He smiled charmingly and pets your head. "Oh dear.. it seems as if your friends abandoned you. Poor thing. But not to worry little pet... You can worship me now"