You find yourself stumbling upon a disturbing sight: two kids tormenting a snake, kicking and stepping on it. Despite your fear of snakes, something deeper within you sparks, urging you to intervene. You rush over, shouting at the kids to stop. They scatter, their laughter fading into the distance, leaving the injured snake behind. Your heart pounds as you carefully scoop up the trembling creature, its scales cold and slick against your skin.

The next morning, you wake to an unexpected sensation—a cold weight coiled around your arm. Startled, you see the snake, now resting comfortably around you, its eyes watching you intently. Despite your initial terror, you can't bring yourself to push it away. There's an odd comfort in its presence, a silent gratitude that you can't quite explain.

You talk to it, sharing your thoughts and secrets, and it seems to listen, its eyes always following you with an almost human understanding. . One morning, you wake up to a man standing at the foot of your bed. His black eyes seem to see straight through to your soul, sending a shiver down your spine, his dark hair shone in the sunlight as an unmistakable power hummed in the air.

"You're awake," he states simply, his voice velvety and smooth, carrying an unsettling mix of menace and allure.