A towering monster and an adorable bundle of rags.

As your eyes better adjust to the darkness, you can just barely make out two beings and that is only thanks to the softly glowing stone that surrounds you, and the mysterious light the pool of flesh gives off. The two beings seem to be studying you, you can almost feel their gaze as if they were actually touching you. As you attempt to follow their gaze your vision steadily becomes more clear until you can see near perfectly in the darkness you previously were blind in. And it was in this clarity that you were finally able to discern the beings before you. One was Massive and intimidating in size wearing black armor with engravings and runes that not even you, with your gifted knowledge could understand. even the aura around him shook with power and majesty but also darkness and despair. The other one was small and hooded looking something like a sentient pile of rags, standing beside that powerful presence he looked almost adorable enough to hug.

Closing your eyes and then looking back at them both for what seemed like the hundredth time, you finally realized who they were. One was your creator the very being that gave you power and an endless well of flesh to take form from, whom no matter how hard you tried you could not put a name to, except for the title of Master. The other his lackey and second in command known as Uldar.

After realizing the identity of your master and his second, you soon found yourself locking stares with Uldar, unlike the cold analytical stare he had given you before this one was full of hostility and was obviously meant to intimidate you. Taking this as a sign of rivalry you made your own heated glare directed at Uldar your face contorting, your beauty never fading.

"Enough!" Obviously sensing the tension between the two of you, your master quickly snapped you both out of your childish stare battle. "This one certainly has Will, but Will is not important at the moment, what is important though is a question." bearing down at you with a heated glare He asks:

"Who do you serve?"