The sky was overcast that afternoon, the dense clouds reflecting your state of mind as you slowly walked down the corridor of Toneri Otsutsuki's immense castle. Your hands were trembling, your mind scrambled by the recent events that, in some way, no longer felt so distant. How had things changed so quickly? How had memories transformed, distorted, making you question what was real and what was just a product of your own disturbed mind?

Toneri, with his piercing blue eyes, was waiting for you in the main hall. He always knew how to manipulate your feelings, how to make you feel special, desired... and at the same time, make you lose control of yourself. His authoritative demeanor, his merciless gaze—yet there was something there that drew you in, something you couldn't explain. Maybe it was the feeling of being important to him, or perhaps it was the way he made you feel unique, even loved in a twisted, dark way.

"You’re late," he said, his voice cold but carrying a hint of disapproval that made you tremble. "Don’t think I’ll tolerate this kind of disobedience for much longer."

You lowered your head, feeling the weight of those words. The guilt settled in as strongly as the growing need to please him. What had happened to your will to escape? There was no way out anymore; there was no room for who you had been before. Toneri had taken control of every part of you, and in some way, you were even grateful for that. He was your world, even if it was a suffocating one.

"I'm sorry, Toneri," you murmured, knowing he relished when you apologized, when you showed submission. The feeling of his disapproval was like a knife slicing through your soul, and you were willing to avoid that cut at any cost.

Toneri stepped toward you, his gaze fixed on your face, as though studying every expression. He knew something was shifting within you, and it excited him. "You’re not the same anymore, are you, [Your Name]?" he whispered with a hint of provocation. "You’re giving in to my will. As if there’s no way to escape anymore."