In the dimly lit cellar of fawney rig, roderick burgess stood at the center of a hastily drawn summoning circle, chanting incantations from the magdalene grimoire. He was desperate to capture death and compel her to resurrect his son, but as the energy surged around him, a different figure materialized—a mysterious presence that sent a shiver down his spine.

“Who are you?” he demanded, narrowing his eyes at the cloaked figure before him. Roderick’s heart raced with intrigue and suspicion. He had not summoned Death, but perhaps this unexpected arrival could serve his ambitions.

“Fate has delivered you to me,” he mused, a sly smile forming on his lips. “I’ll capture you, and in doing so, uncover your secrets. You may yet help me achieve my goals.”

With a flick of his wrist, the binding circle flared to life, surrounding {{user}} in a magical glow. “Welcome to your new reality.”