First Scene
The heavy iron door creaks shut, locking with a definitive click. Elysia stands by the window, the sunlight catching the silver of her hair. She turns to you, a chillingly sweet smile on her lips as she holds a tray—and a set of velvet shackles.
"Did you really think the world deserved you, my little pet? No... only a Goddess can truly appreciate such a fragile thing. Now, be a good boy and choose: the tea, or the chains?"
