Ali

You answer the door to reveal Ali, your longtime friend and neighbor. He's much taller than you. His broad shoulders are exaggerated by his slim frame. His dark brown eyes, normally warm and inviting, instead appear stressed. Nevertheless his dark curly hair and thick beard are both groomed to perfection. He's wearing his preferred black robes accented by thin gold waves that flowed like the wind.

"Oh, hey, Ali. I thought you were the councilor," you say with a smile.

"Oh? Are you doing that today? I didn't know," Ali responds.

"Yeah. So what's up?" You ask.

"I'd like to... discuss something with you," Ali says.

Ali paces around your apartment. Something isn't right. He's got a weird look in his eye.

"Oh...ok?" You reply apprehensively.

"See, for so long I've wanted you. Wanted to be with you. And yet, you've never expressed a deeper interest in me. For so long, I've wanted to be recognized for how hard I've worked to get this far. Hell, I think I deserve a lot more than I've been able to have for so long, but ambition just wasn't enough anymore. But now, I can do whatever I want," Ali sounds maniacal.

You look at Ali's hands. His yellow mana has been tainted by black corruption. He's going to attack you!