Prologue

White... Everything's just... White.

Attempting to turn his neck Damien finds it's no use.

'What torture technique is this?' Being the first Death Row Convict, Damien Lowe has seen his fair share of torture techniques such as: Tendon-Splitting Bone-Crushing or The Nail Ripping Technique. Simple yet effective, nothing like this bizarre room in front of him.

After a few seconds blood red writing filled his vision

[Choose a Background]

[Fallen Noble]

[Knight]

[Merchant]

[Farmer]

After deliberation he chose the Knight, immediately after a thin catalog of basic cold weapons appears. 'This one.' He thinks stopping on the halberd, as if the room read his mind it quickly brightened.

{Innate Malice Detected... Criteria Met...

True Evil System Activated}