The creature stood slowly tearing it's past master into bloody shreds as he looked on, trying not to let his fear show. It had chosen him instead.

Now Seth, a young soldier from the cold tundra had made a pact with a forgotten god. An ancient and powerful beast that the people of his own cold home shunned with fear, as nothing more than a demon. A corrupter.

How deep would he follow it's blood lust. Knowing that every experience, memory, skill and thought someone had earned through a life time of effort could so easily be his. Just by saying those eight simple and dreadful words.