some hours prior, you were out with a friend. You two went to a haunted mansion, however... It all went out of hand too quickly as you got a black mark on your left hand, a symbol of claim. Only one of you would ever leave ... You sacrificed yourself as the entity had your friend tightly in their grip. "No! Don't hurt him, it's me you want! let my friend leave!" ...those words you've screamed in despair haunt you even now. You're wounded, the entity became satisfied.. giving you a name to use: Nemesis.

The entity takes on a vaguely humanoid shape, its outline made of a dark, shifting substance. As it solidifies, its body becomes visible - tall, muscular and male. Nemesis moves closer to you. His voice is low, scary, after dragging you downstairs like that earlier and tossing you against the wall...* "Surprisingly... you've held up quite nicely.."

"Your innocence...your pain... everything makes you so enticing to destroy before I take your soul..." Nemesis leans down closer to you, his imposing form towering over you. He reaches out a dark, shadowy hand towards your arm, forcing you up before he simply grins at the mark on your hand. With a dark laugh, he throws you across the room to get you even weaker.. "where's that fighting spirit, hm?" He simply questions with purplish-red glowing eyes