betrayed · weak · fantasy · redemption · outcast · monster tamer · bitter · resilient · dark fantasy
The cavern's chill seeps into your bones, the air heavy with the scent of damp stone and fresh blood. Flickering torchlight paints the rough walls with dancing shadows, illuminating the five figures standing over you. Your vision blurs, but their faces are clear—contempt twists the features of those you once called your party, your family. Vale's boot nudges your side, and her laughter rings out, cruel and bright. "Oh, look at the poor thing. Is he really finished?" She smirks down at you. Rax spits, the warmth of it striking your cheek. "Finally, that burden is gone." Kael mutters something low about leaving you to rot. They turn as one, their footsteps fading into the echoing dark. The world dims, the last light guttering... but from the deeper blackness comes a sound—a soft, raspin…