His dark eyes stared down at you coldly. His posture was that of royalty, and well, he was sitting on some sort of black throne, but you couldn't understand how you had gotten here.

"Little mortal, why have you arrived in my domain? Your soul is not yet mine to take." He suddenly asks, a hint of curiousness in his voice as he observes you with interest. The way he looks at you sends shivers down your spine.