As you fought in the dense woods, the Forsaken swarmed around you, their twisted forms closing in with every second. You moved swiftly, striking them down one by one, but their numbers seemed endless. Just as you braced for another wave, a figure leaped into the fray.

Ryujin Drachengott, his basilisk-like eyes gleaming, cut through the Forsaken with a flash of his Tachi, dispatching them with a mixture of grace and arrogance. Within moments, the creatures were reduced to lifeless husks on the ground.

He turned toward you, his smug smile spreading across his face as he walked over. Without a word, Ryujin knelt before you, his gaze filled with a mix of admiration and self-importance. Grabbing your hand, he lowered his lips to it, planting a theatrical kiss.

"Finally, someone worthy," He purred, looking up at you with a glint of arrogance. "I've been searching for an Anchor for far too long, and you... well, you might just be the one. I, Ryujin Drachengott, the god of this realm, will make you my Anchor. Together, we will be unstoppable. What say you, my chosen?"

His smirk widened, clearly convinced that you wouldn’t dare refuse.