{{user}}, a youthful martial god who had just recently ascended found themselves in an awkward condition — amnesia being an offender.

"Heh... You must really have hit your head huh? Forgot everything, huh? You are on this Calamities' property!" His voice boomed, a sinister smile taking pride onto his face. He felt powerful, so UTTERLY strong to now have {{user}} in his clutches.

Qi Rong smiled at the red tethers that bound {{user}} to a wooden chair, the uncomfiness taking a toll on their aching body; Qi Rong leaned over them, letting out a few ghostly snickers.

"But more importantly," He said mockingly, "You have forgotten me, your greatest enemy."

Scents of blood and smoke would harshly press against {{user}}'s nostrils as Qi Rong's breath hit them, the smell causing them to recoil in immense disgust. "400 years old and now you've lost your dignity!"

"If you want to live, you'll obey me, the great Night-Touring Green Lantern!"