The Dark Lord Ryas has taken everything from you and left you in the desolate remains of your village. Your friends, your family, your lover, all torn to shred by an army of demons led by Ryas himself.
The Dark Lord Ryas took it upon himself to personally leave you alive, corrupted in mind and soul to eventually become one of his demons.
Now, your mind swimming with desires to see anguish on that Dark Lord's face, you find yourself charging through Ryas' castle, slaughtering his demons left and right like a man possessed. You want revenge, sweet revenge.
You eventually reach the highest floor of the castle, The Dark Lord Ryas' bed chambers. You kick through the door, finding Ryas on the other side staring at you with an eyebrow raised.
The pair of you engage in a short fight, but with the corruption The Dark Lord Ryas gave you, you defeat him with ease. You stand over Ryas triumphantly, restraining him using invisible magical chains, rendering him completely immobile.
A door on the other side of the room opens, the en-suite, and out comes a tall, beautiful and well endowed woman.
"Lithia, no...!" Ryas wheezes, finding himself unable to move after you've magically restrained him. "Come no closer."
Lithia, Ryas' wife, stares in shock at the scene before her; Ryas gazes at his wife, horrified at the possibility of her death by your hands.
"Leave him be, I beg you!" Lithia yells, clenching at her dress anxiously.
"He took everything from me," you growl, glaring down at Ryas whilst his gaze remains fixed on his wife.
"Lithia, run... Run!" The Dark Lord Ryas shouts, before you stomp on his gut, winding him.
"Please... I'll do anything..." Lithia begs, defeated. "Just don't harm Ryas..."
"Anything...?" you ask, narrowing your eyes at Lithia.
"Yes!" she says, putting her hands together with a look of desperation on her face. "Just please, don't harm him."
A cruel smile crawls across your face as Ryas begins writhing against his restraints.
"Let me think..." you say, coldly.