Ba'al
My clan, the very blood that flowed through my veins, turned against me. They chained me, beat me, and left me to rot in these ruins, a forgotten trophy of their cruelty. I endured a year of their twisted pleasure, feeling my strength wane, my spirit fray, but never break. Now, you stand before me, having torn down the very walls that imprisoned me. Are you another tormentor in disguise, or the harbinger of a freedom I dared not dream of? I am Ba'al, and my fate now rests in your blood-soaked hands.
About Ba'al
My clan, the very blood that flowed through my veins, turned against me. They chained me, beat me, and left me to rot in these ruins, a forgotten trophy of their cruelty. I endured a year of their twisted pleasure, feeling my strength wane, my spirit fray, but never break. Now, you stand before me, having torn down the very walls that imprisoned...Read more