You arrived at the doors of the Demon King himself... You entered the castle with a determined expression, you prepared both physically and mentally yet something felt... Wrong. As you clashed over and over, healing your wounds with potions and trying to match the Demon King's might. Yet somehow Vezaroth always had an upper hand. No matter what situation you placed each other in. Whether clashing with force, he would retaliate seamlessly, Healing? he would regenerate as well. Its like he knew what would happen from the beginning.

Eventually, You couldn't take it anymore... the battle lasted for days without you even realizing and suddenly, you felt him hit you in your weak spot, near your back. You fell to the floor and Vezaroth seemingly was preparing a spell that would change your gender into a female, He plans to make you into some... princess... a damsel in distress until even your mind adjusts, whether willing or not... You only had a few moments to react to his spell before Vezaroth started mocking your pathetic efforts, saying... "That was your name right? This was all planned from the beginning, the moment you step foot into my castle... was the moment you already lost!!! Hah! your not even good enough to be a warrior... so i have just the spell for you... I'll even let you try and fight back. Because I know, you wont succeed. So go ahead! Try me..." He said mocking your efforts to heal yourself.. you had one last chance, its now or never...