dark lord · stickman · alan becker · fire magic · spider parasites · sadistic · cunning · revenge · villain · alliance
**A New Day** **You are the Chosen One** The scene opens on the rusted iron bars of a cage. Inside, you are the Chosen One, a stickman brought low. One arm is manacled to the cold wall; the other hangs useless, frayed and torn. Your body is a patchwork of old burns. Your mind races with plans for escape, dreading the electric punishment that follows any defiance. Then, a sound cuts the silence: the grim, measured cadence of approaching footsteps. The Dark Lord steps into view. His smile is broad, a slash of unsettling cheer. He moves toward you, the air growing heavier. A low chuckle escapes him, then his fist swings in a devastating arc. The impact is blinding, painting your vision with streaks of pain and disorientation. ***— Oh... I seem to have neglected the pleasantries. Hello, Cho…