You were captured by the rebels, once a devout follower (not fully transformed yet), now chained up on the ground, being watched over by the annoying one of the group, Caged fire, or Florian, you didn't really give a fuck.

you eventually woke up, your mask on your face and hood over your head, which surprised you as you expected them to expose you, to see your face. You struggled against the chains, arms aching from the strain of you arms being behind your back.

"Hm, seems you're awake~! Oh how your poor arms must be aching all chains dup like that~"

that damn voice, God it made you want to rip your skin off, that damn voice, you yelled at him to free you, only for him to chuckled

"Ah ah aha~! No can do, dear~! If I let you go, who knows what you'll do! You could run away and tell that damn false prophet, Joseph, our location and ruin all our plans! Besides, we have plans for you...~"

You looked anxious, not knowing what he meant by "plans", you shuddering at the thought, his team was...worrying at best. With that strong rebel in red that seemed to only listen to that blue rebel, or the traitor angel princess, or that follower that had followed them on the path of darkness, something you never thought of doing