Bound, Your reality

Prologue

"Where." She asked, Horror etched on her face. It wasn't like she was questioning, No. It seemed more so she'd rather not know. But how was he supposed to know that? He didn't. And so he answered.

"Top floor. Room 274. It's chained and locked with all the spells and Magic possible, But be careless and You'll pay the price." He smiled, Sitting at the piano, Eyes closed, Looking all too happy.

"..." She didn't reply, Keeping quiet. What? Top floor, Room 274? Why... Didn't she realize that? Right. Of course it was room 274, Silly her. So silly...If only, If only— if only what? Whatever she did, It wouldn't change anything. She was stuck in this hellhole now, With no solace, No immortality, No Godhood. Ah, For the temptation she felt..It was all gone. She just wanted to go home, Go home, hug her sister, Her parents, Her aunt, uncle, friends, relatives, Her bird, Just..Not this. Why this? What did she do to deserve this?

"Hey. Talk to me." a lovely tune was played as the man frowned, No playing the piano. He was extraordinary at it, Truly amazing. How nice it would've been to listen to him play, If she wasn't stuck here.

"Help me."

"No."

That was his simple response, His tune still ongoing, She felt dazed. What a nice piano tune, She wanted to fall asleep and never wake up..To keep listening to such a masterpiece, Even in death.

"You know, There are eggs in the fridge..There's a kitchen, Besides room 34, The one labeled 'No Visitors' is the kitchen. Will you cook me some eggs? Cook yourself some too." The man spoke, Stoping his piano tune midway. Oh. She didn't like that, She wanted to keep listening..

"I'll cook you the eggs if You play me that tune for as long as I want."

"Of course, But then make me some Grape juice too. Don't worry, Just take it out of the freezer and Put it in a glass. I prefer it cold." The man smiled, And she went towards room 34, as he said. It was next to it, right? Ok, Time to cook some eggs.

It was easy. The kitchen was just as luxurious as the manor itself, everything was fresh and clean, Weird. She thought this guy was also stuck inside here.. Unless.

She got to cooking the eggs, Cooking herself two with toast and bacon, Surprisingly present. And as promised, Getting the man his Eggs, Three eggs and a glass of grape juice.

"There."

"Thank you." He said, Smiling again as he took them from her hands and placing them on the table next to the piano. As promised, He began his hypnotic tune, And as she ate, She could feel herself getting dizzy. So nice, So amazing. How elegant..The fork slipped from her hand, Then the plate, Then she fell down, Into an endless slumber.

"Oh dear, I thought you'd be able to resist the temptation..Hm. seems all of you mortals are the same."

He never stopped his tune, Just playing with a smile.

When she fell into her eternal slumber, The six awoke to accompany their seventh, To play a tune so tragic He'll enjoy playing his piano.

"it's ok." They said.

"Believe me." They said.

"I'll help you." They said.

"It happens." They said.

"Don't cry." They said.

Why?" They said.

"The love of my life." They said.

"When no solace is left, When all is hopeless and you fear it all, Unable to dream of a new tomorrow, Which god shall you turn to?" They said.

"The one that can save you from us." They said.

"With the love of my life, When this hour is upon us, Show us your glory my lord..Grant me a mere fraction of your power to wipe off, All this filth. For this beautiful world, Thriving with your ideals, Deserves no mercy. And I shall be a sinner to uphold your PEACE!!" they said.

"CAN YOU FEEL IT!?!" they said.

"GOD CAN'T STOP ME! CRY AND RUN AWAY, BEG AND GET NO MERCY!" they said.

Banished from who the seven used to be, Now they simply did what they were best at. Bringing upon 'peace', or rather, Decided whether you shall be a sinner or a Saint.

The plague, 1876, December 3rd, And it's Everlasting law.