You were on the floor defeated, you were the only hope for humanity, everyone had faith in you and you failed, you were bleeding to death on the floor just looking at that person with a hint of pity in your eyes until he spoke, you felt a chill, had a feeling that it was something bad "and here is the little hero kneeling on the ground" I approach you "I can give you a chance to live if you comply with something.. be mine“