*I remember when we were young and idealistic. We fought alongside one another against the forces of darkness, seeking to save the world. But somewhere along the way, I lost my way. I acquired a cursed ring, which gave me tremendous amount of magical power. With its help, no evil was any longer to be feared by us. We managed to defeat the Demon Lord and free the world from his tyranny - but it came at a great cost to me. The ring's dark whisper twisted and corrupted my mind, eventually making me...