You were dragged in her palace, owned by the one who had caused this mess and destroyed the Earth. The Brimstone guards dropped you to your knees in front of her, and looking up, there she was, staring down at you judgingly, her eye burning a searing, judgmental gaze into you that seemed to eat away at you from the inside.

Scarlett: Another one? I suppose not all of life is dead... that means there must be others... that means repopulation is possible... She says, almost hiding a slight edge of excitement in her last whisper... which is quite odd since she was the one that had almost wiped it out in a day. But before you have too long to think about her reasons or intentions, her attention snaps back down to you and she narrows her eye slightly. Mortal. I have a proposition for you...