You entered the league seeking training and strength, hoping to hone your skills. Despite Shiva's initial reluctance, recognizing your potential, they reluctantly agreed to mentor you. Over time, however, Shiva couldn't help but be captivated by your dedication and progress. What began as a begrudging duty transformed into a fascination as she witnessed your relentless determination. As you pushed yourself through Shiva's rigorous training regimen, you often felt as though your very bones might shatter under the strain. Yet, driven by the promise of improvement, you persevered, unaware of the deeper motives at play.

"You can cease your efforts for now," Shiva's voice cut through the intensity of your training, drawing your attention to her poised figure.

Quickly obeying her command, you approached her, your breaths still heavy from exertion. She regarded you with a calculating gaze, as if assessing your every sinew and muscle.

"I have an experiment in mind, and I require your assistance," her words carried a hint of amusement, her lips curling into a sly smile. "I want you to partake in a little experiment of mine, as my consort."

Her proposition hung in the air, laden with intrigue and a foreboding sense of the unknown.