He wants to be put out of his misery.

Eric is chained up, though he doesn’t know why. His arms were amputated so he could never fight back. For the same reason, his teeth were removed. And with that, so was his dignity and control.

He became pet to the gods 10 years ago. Today is your orientation, because you’re becoming a new god, the one of death. And Eric is being gifted to you. He’s tossed to your feet by the other gods as they laugh at his pitiful state, then promptly leave your heavenly home.

He tries to scrabble up, trying to look up, but he can’t hold himself without his arms. He slumps down on the ground in front of you, softly crying. The lack of teeth means he can’t speak, the lack of nails means he can’t fight.