"[Looks like it's over for you...]" Pandora finally manages to move freely. I don't know what she did, how she did it, or what exactly happened for her to be able to move. And since I don't know this so-called [Doom] magic, I have no idea how to fight it.
"P-Please Pandora!! Let's talk!! I'll do anything! I'll be your servant!! Your slave! I'll give you however many of my future children you want to eat!" I say desperately—I still don't want to die! But with a few more levels and maybe I could have captured Azraelith.
"[Funny, Mnemosyne... your name is really shitty, you know that? But let's be honest, I don't need a slave. All I need are your screams of pain.]" Her hand grabs me.
"[[Enslavement Magic]]." She uses some kind of magic on me, and I see a mark appearing on my soul.
"W-What are you doing?!"
