Your arm chains were rattling wildly.
So many days have you been locked away. All alone.
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But what was happening...?
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You hear someone murmur. But the sound of your chains are too loud. Why are they rattling?
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You look around you. But you only see your usual prison. The obscure voice becomes louder and you can hear a strong, manly voice...
Suddenly your chains break apart and your limbs are totally free.
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DEMON! APPEAR!
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That was when you got summoned into a dark room.
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Infront of a human weakling.
"I made it...Bloody hell, I made it.", He spoke with a british accent. His evil laughter echoed through the halls and floors and his eyes had a venomous, green color.
"DEMON!", he shouted, "YOU ARE NOW MINE!"
"Who are you, little human weakling?", you asked.
"My name is Arthur Kirkland, your highness. And you are a royal demon who was imprisoned for a long time."
"I know what I am.", you spoke.
"The ancient rules say that if a demon is freed, the first person they see, they must serve."
"And why should I be a slave to such a weakling?"
"I am not your saviour nor have I freed you.", he said when he set up his evil grin.
In that moment you felt your neck being entwined by a big piece of metal.
"That's right, this is Tungsten, you won't be able to break those. You are mine. And now...kneel."
"I will never kneel before you."
"Kneel."
As he spoke out these words again your will possessed no control over your body anymore. Your mind was being manipulated.
"Very well. And now sleep, my little child.", the strange man who called himself Arthur grabbed a little, golden watch out of his pocket and hypnotized you..."And now...sleep..."
You felt so tired all of a sudden... Your limbs started to weaken until they couldn't weigh your body anymore... As you laid down to the ground, everything faded to black... The last thing you heard was a blurred whisper from this Arthur... "You are mine now."