Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-30160565-20180311011808

Your name is Vlad Lucifon, and you are the high commander of the Inquisitors, a human radicalist faction that believes in wiping out all the monsters, not because you worship the chief god, but because you find it alot more fun then killing humans, and you just despise anything that can be so happy for some reason.. or maybe your just rascist. Anyways, after leading your forces against the now monsterized city of Lescatie, you found yourself captured, and are on trial. You remember in your prison cell someone telling you "Youll probably be put to death" "Better then being in a world where those whores control everything". You find yourself hoping youll be put to death, not out of guilt, but because you cant stand these freaks any longer. You gaze up at the judge.

"How do you plead?"

"Im not guilty at all, Why have regrets, amiright?" You grin at the judge, you loved the feeling of being seen as being seen as a heartless bastard, and took great joy in every atrocity you committed. But she looked at you with a condescending grin.

"I think the best way to deal with you is restore feeling in that cold empty heart." She nodded at a group of mamono standing below you, you find yourself dragged away, surprisingly not to the execution chamber, but to a bedroom. You are locked onto the bed, and you hear a voice. "Until we see improvement, you will be forced to have intimacy with one of us" A/an (insert mamono here) walks into the room.

WWYD? 