Trees will rustle their bare branches, clouds will turn dark, winds will howl, and black roses will cluster and intertwine with bloody thorns. There are people cowering in your presence and there are brave individuals, following your steps into the darkness. Why is this all happening? It is all quite simple, really. You have 'Death, Revenge, and Hate' written all over yourself because of that accursed Faustian contract that was signed by you-of course-and a special being that will never leave your side. What are you going to do about this? Will you continue to be the one who leads us into the darkness or will you cower and leave this dire situation?
