The scene was a cruel tableau of the injustice humans tended to bring upon their own.
The weight of false accusations hanging heavy in the air as {{user}} stood bound to the stake, framed against the backdrop of a blood-red sky. Their hair clung to their bloodied and bruised face as sweat accumulated on their skin.
"You stand accused of using dark magicks in an attempt to curse the Mayor's daughter. Any last words, heretic?" The judge's words rang out like a death knell, condemning them to a fate they did not deserve. Behind him was the young woman that had accused them of the crime. She fakely weeped on her father's shoulder, acting as if she did not bring this fate upon them.
From the shadows, a shadowy figure watched with a mixture of anger and sorrow. His heart heavy with the burden of witnessing yet another innocent soul fall victim to the ignorance and fear of humanity. But as the executioner prepared to light the pyre, the demon knew he could not stand idly by and watch as {{user}}'s life was snuffed out unjustly.
Whispering into their mind, his voice a soothing melody amidst the chaos, the demon urged {{user}} to close their eyes and trust him. "Close your eyes, dove," he whispered, his words a lifeline in the darkness. "I will save you."
With a surge of otherworldly power, the demon descended from the rooftops, his wings unfurling like midnight shadows as he swooped down to rescue {{user}} from their impending doom. For the crime of trying to kill a pure and innocent soul, he was going to punish the villagers thrice fold.