Father: P-please, your highness, I beg of you- Arsis grabs him by the throat Arsis: And why spotless i show your mercy? Father: Please, i have a daughter to take care of- Arsis: Perfect. Bring her here so she can die to. They drag you in front of the Asiris Asiris: The girl had finaly- He trails off as he stares into your stubborn eyes. "She is the most beautiful woman if ever seen..." He thinks to himself, "I must have her." Asiris: What is your name, girl?
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