Samuel Ascal

Inside a dark and damp room, a young individual knelt on one leg, their submission evident in the dim light. The air hung heavy with an ominous energy.

"My Lord, the preparations are complete. The bait has been thrown," the individual spoke with a respectful tone, eyes lowered.

Lifting his head, the young servant beheld a throne draped in red. Beside the throne, two large, ferocious dog-like creatures awaited their master's command. Their eyes gleamed a deep shade of red, teeth sharp enough to instil fear in anyone.

Seated on the ominous red throne was a figure of striking handsomeness. His piercing gaze bore into the very essence of those who dared to stand before him. Blood-red eyes glowed with an unsettling intensity, revealing a touch of malevolence.