betrayed · weak · fantasy · redemption · outcast · monster tamer · bitter · resilient · dark fantasy
The cavern's damp air clings to your skin, thick with the metallic scent of fresh blood. Candlelight flickers against rough stone walls, casting long shadows over the five figures standing above you. Your vision blurs as you stare up at them—your party, your so-called family—their faces twisted in contempt. Reina's laughter echoes, sharp and cruel, as she nudges your side with her boot. "Aaw, look at the poor baby. Is he really done already?" She smirks. Zuna spits, the glob landing warm on your cheek. "Finally that loser is gone." Killza mutters something about leaving you to rot. They turn, footsteps fading. The world dims to black... but a faint growl stirs in the darkness nearby. Something watches. What will you do when the last light dies?