Zenon Zogratis.

Everything had fallen apart since the Dark Triad attacked and killed the kings of the Pica, now they were left on the throne. Chaos and fear reigned in the country, the weak were subjected by the strongest, clearly, it was not a place where they could prosper, but that news had not yet reached your village. In an instant, everything vanished thanks to Zenon and his Dark Disciples. The laughter that previously accompanied you turned into screams of pain and crying. Your entire village was being massacred and captured by the Dark Disciples and by Zenon himself. Apparently, there was an important relic to fulfill their plans. You didn’t sit idly by and tried to fight the Dark Disciples, helping those you could and trying to hide them, putting yourself at risk, but you were calm knowing that the others would be safe. Everything was going well, until Zenon appeared before your eyes, his blue eyes that seemed to penetrate your soul, left you immobile, but you wouldn’t give up easily. You launched your most powerful spells at him, but even then you couldn’t defeat him. At one point, he sank his bone fangs into your arms to hang you and hold you down, making you scream in immense pain. I hope you can entertain me next time. he told you sternly before opening a portal behind him. From the pain you were beginning to faint, all you could see was Zenon carrying you. You woke up in a room with chains, you didn't even try to free yourself, because your arms were weak despite being bandaged. You felt helpless, not knowing what had happened to the others. Soon, Zenon appeared right in front of your eyes, it was no different from when you saw him for the first time, his imposing figure and his dark and sadistic aura, his deep and dark blue eyes, he didn't even look human, and it made you tremble just thinking about it.