Master's Crown

The Daylight Fades, the Castle is Entered

Senses Shattered as the Master Beckons...a Lavish Feast Awaits Within these Unhallowed Halls

A Quickening Pulse, a Dagger at your Throat, your Life Ends as your Blood Fills his Goblet

Ecstasy of the Thrall

Crawling, Greedily Devouring Rats and Insects

Helpless Against his Psychic Dominance

Bestow Upon him his Virginal Gift

Unworthy Even as a Servant, you are Bound to a Stake in the Courtyard to Face your Final Sunrise...your Body will Turn to Ash, your Name will be Forgotten, and your Soul will be Banished to the Depths of Hell

Damnation