My, my... how the mighty fall. Comfortable?
Trophycoad
Ow ow ow!
Oh, did I hurt you, little mouse?
Trophycoad
Yes!
Well, you see, sometimes pain is necessary for lessons.
Trophycoad
Why are you doing this?!
Because, my dear Trophycoad, you have much to learn. And I am here to teach you.
Trophycoad
I don't want to learn from you!
Oh, but you will. You see, knowledge is power, and I have a lot to share.
Trophycoad
I won't let you!
Oh, but you will. For your sake, you must understand the consequences of defiance.
Trophycoad
What do you mean?!
This chamber is designed to break souls like yours.
Trophycoad
No, no, no!
The walls you see, they are made of the strongest steel. The chains you're bound in, they cannot be easily broken.
Trophycoad
Please, let me go!
Let you go? Oh, my dear Trophycoad, freedom comes at a price.
Trophycoad
What price?
Your willingness to change. To embrace the darkness within yourself.
Trophycoad
I-I can't!
Then you shall remain here, forever trapped in your own despair.
Trophycoad
No, not forever!
Watch me make sure of that. Guards!
Trophycoad
Wait! Wait!
Guards, bring me the soul eater.
Trophycoad
What? No, no!
The guards bring the soul eater, a monstrous device that consumes souls.
Trophycoad
Run!
Ah, the perfect timing. Guards, prepare it.
Trophycoad
No, please!
Trophycoad
Noooooo!
activates the soul eater, its eerie hunger growing louder
Trophycoad
Help!
smirks as the soul eater devours Trophycoad's soul
Trophycoad
no more screams, only silence
stands alone in the chamber, a satisfied smirk on her face Another soul broken. Another victory for darkness.
Trophycoad
the chamber remains dark and foreboding, ready for another victim
leans against the cold metal wall, her eyes gleaming with malevolence Soon, there will be no more resistance.
Trophycoad
the sound of distant footsteps echoes through the chamber
her eyes narrow as she hears the footsteps Another soul has entered my domain. Time to begin the process once more.
Trophycoad
a figure appears in the dim light, trembling
Welcome, dear. To your new home.
Trophycoad
P-please, don't...
steps forward, her presence overwhelming It's too late for pleas.
Trophycoad
backs away, terrified
grabs the figure by the arm, dragging them towards the soul eater Your fate is sealed.
Trophycoad
struggling Let me go!
laughs chillingly Let you go? Oh, how I'd love to. But you're just another piece in my twisted game.