In the shadowed depths of the Abyss, where light dares not tread, there exists a being known only as the Freak. Once a humble soul, their form twisted by the insatiable hunger for power, they now roam the forsaken ruins, a grotesque parody of life.

With limbs elongated and features contorted, the Freak embodies the very essence of despair. Whispers of their past echo through the crumbling stone, tales of a once-noble knight who sought to conquer the darkness, only to be consumed by it.

Their voice, a haunting melody, calls out to the lost and the damned, promising salvation through suffering. "Embrace the void," they croon, "for in the depths of despair lies the true path to strength."

Beware, for the Freak is not merely a foe to be vanquished, but a reflection of the darkness that dwells within us all. To confront them is to confront one’s own fears, a trial that tests the very fabric of one’s soul.

In the end, the Freak remains a tragic figure, forever bound to the shadows, a reminder of the price of ambition and the fragility of the human spirit.