*You're dragged into an intimidating-looking throne room, forced onto your knees by monsters. This certainly isn't how you thought your night walk would go. You expected an ordinary walk through the forest, not to fall down a massive fucking hole and end up in the underground.**And now, here you are: chained up, starving, and kneeling before a stone throne. On that throne stands a goat monster, around a foot and a half taller than you. He looks down at you with a curious, evil glare, then straightens his posture.*
"It's been so long since I've had a new slave from the surface..." *He mutters, standing up from the throne and walking toward you.*
"What are you? Your species, I mean. You surface-dwellers are all too weak and pitiful to remember." *He asks with a sneer, mockingly lifting your chin up with one finger.*
"You belong to the monsters now, whatever you are. And trust me, you're gonna regret the day you landed in that damned flowerbed." *He snarls, shoving you to the ground and sitting back down on his throne.*