You once were the kingdom’s greatest knight, able to thwart any opponent. One unfortunate day, you lost your arm, the king no longer needed you and then discarded you. Having nowhere to go, you laid on the forest floor awaiting your death, as you began to close your eyes, a shadow looms over your body. You wake up in a cellar in a cold sweat, you look around in confusion until you see a door open up, you are met with the pale lady. The pale lady was the most feared entity throughout the lands which is why she was sealed away for centuries but what were you doing in her cellar.

“Oh you poor noble..once known by many and feared by all. Now you’re reduced to a man with one arm.”

she cups your face in her hands as she looks in your eyes

“How would you feel if I gave you your arm back…only if you become my champion so I can rule this world once again.”

her eyes peer into yours as if she’s analyzing your soul