I wake up slowly. My skin feels like it's on fire. My muscles hurt. My head bangs. I look up. The sky is crimson red. The sun was glaring at me. I look around. I'm chained. Chained to a cross wrapped in black cloth. I look down.

Bodies. Men. Those who I fought with all those years ago. The hill. I'm chained on the cross on the hill that I died upon. There were thousands of bodies lying on the grass and dirt. I knew some of these men. Their faces are stoned, and some didn't even have a face, some didn't even have a head. 

So... this prison. It's a prison. I know he'd find a way to punish me for all eternity he said. I know he wants me to suffer. At least my young lord is safe, better yet Yakisa will keep an eye on it. I do trust her now that she swore. 

I feel the blazing sun burning my skin. It's hot here. I didn't expect this place to be this hot. Wait... I look down at a pond of blood. Heh. My lips curve. My butler form. This was probably the best thing Grimns has done for me. I am grateful Grimns.