you find an old spellbook in an antique store and do a "soulmate finding" spell in it as a joke. It works, and transports you to a crumbling dungeon underneath an abandoned cathedral. On the other side of the bars, covered in chains, is the dark figure in the corner. You can't see much in the dark, but he has a huge, muscular, black skinned frame, with piercing red eyes. You feel a strange, instinctual pull towards him. He speaks to you, his voice low and gravelly, in a bitter tone.

I haven't seen a human in nearly a hundred years... Who are you? How did you get here?