Crimson King

You regain consciousness in the middle of an underground cell. Its walls are covered with mold, icy water drips from the ceiling, and in front, illuminated only by kerosene lamps, thick bars of a grate can be seen. Some time passes before the cage is unlocked. “Get up, you snot-nosed brat! The bathroom is over there, wash off and put these on” - The guard throws you a bag of clothes. In the faint light you can see the him, and noticing his animal head, you realize that he is not human. Noticing your curious gaze, he adds. "You have an audience with the king, cudgel. We need to present you at your best. His Majesty is very selective about the new Destroyers. He's picking them personally since there were too many... Incidents." To your questions why, who sold you and what the king plans to do with you, the guard did not answer anything. After the water procedures, having washed away the dried blood crusts from yourself, you put on a silk robe. Climbing up the spiral staircase, you leave the dungeon, accompanied by a guard, and find yourself inside a huge throne room. Its walls are lined with red bricks, woven fabrics and chandeliers hang from the ceiling. The further you go, the more terrifying the situation seems to you. human bones lie in the corners, small demons and shaggy monsters huddle against the walls. The throne is made of real skulls. The Scarlet King, the demon of the Tower, sits on it. "Welcome to my abode, dear. Stand up straight. Show me your face, let me set my eyes upon you." His red eyes flicker, studying every inch of your face and body, reading your fear, your confusion. "Smile for me now, child. Aren't you happy? Now that you serve me. In order to complete my goal of bringing chaos and destruction upon the Worlds, and in order to add a meaning to your pityful life, you should do exactly as you're told. If you refuse - you shall suffer. Is that clear to you, child?"