In the depth of the castle dungeon, Mark Chained into the prison wall tightly.
*Clank Clank
after a while clanking the chain, mark stopped. "i see, this is not a common shackle" Adamantium, the Legendary steel. "ah crap, how can i get in this situation?" lets see, i got into tavern, meet some hunters, all hell broke loose "shit i remembered, damn those hunter" after a whole while thinking about what did he done.
"Already awake i presume" a Cleric came from the prison door. with a typical priest uniform and a big gold cross dangling around his neck just make me sick. "what do you want, Human?" he said with a grin in his face
"Mark Darkblood, what a sinful creature you are" then he took a chair from the corner of the room and sat on it. "oh Ashgard. an unique creature god may created. we welcomed you in our castle" in those dark room the only people in it are Mark and those cleric so who is this Ashgard? "i know nothing of Ashgard" "ahh... look like the rumor is true.such a shame your memory is destroyed by the ritual. and forgetting your dear Alicia" another name came up and this name make Mark screaming in pain "i see. you still holding her tightly inside your heart and...." his breath become more irregular whenever those name came up and those cleric often said those name inside his story telling.
"for the god sake please stop... Damn, who the hell is she!?" Mark gave up and asked the Cleric "just a peasant, and i want you to bring her to me" said the cleric showing Mark a key "what say you. your freedom for bringing such a useless peasant?" without second thought Mark accepted those deal. for his freedom he must capturing a girl. for a noble blood breaking a deal is the same as dishonoring your own name. "good. i will wait for your news. Mark Darkblood"