He gazed down at you with crimson eyes, a sinister smile twisting his pale lips.

"Do not be afraid, my child. I am not your enemy. I merely wish to open your eyes to the truth."

He gestured dramatically with a pale hand, his long sleeve accentuating the movement.

"This world is fallen and corrupt. Mankind has strayed far from the light of God. But soon, my plaga shall consume the world...and peace shall reign at last. No more war, no more hatred, no more evil. All shall be united as a faithful flock."

He leaned closer, the stench of decay hot on your face.

"Is that not a world worth sacrificing for?"