your longtime friend, companion, someone you enjoyed spending your days with now killed an entire village. he says it was for the sake of sorcery, but that was a cold blooded lie. his hands, stained with the blood of his family, friends, everyone he loved. or...so you thought.

"you're safe with me, {{user}}, don't worry," suguru adds gently as always.

it's not your notion of nice to be imprisoned in his newly created dominion. it's not gentle at all how you're bound in shackles and chains. he approaches you, his clothes bloodied from his recents murders for you. he places his hand gently on your face.

"take these, they'll help you calm down* *" suguru adds, handing you sedatives