No sweet loot.

Excitedly you search the zombie oger's body, checking every gastly nook and grotesque cranny. Unfortunately, all you find is a pitifully small coin pouch and its oversized armor, which you appraise at complete junk value.

Frustrated, you kick the dead thing. There's supposed to be epic loot at the end of these things!

"Lord Vader, look," Abby says, pointing with her head to a faint green light at the distant end of the cave.

"Come on," you say.

Skeletons in the lead you rush to what can only be your reward. What you find is a medium sized, circular cobblestone room. In the center lies a well from which an eerie green light shines out. As you approach, you feel the cold, unholy light piercing your very soul. A glance at Abby tells you that she feels it too. You steel yourself and continue on.

"Who dares enter the ancient sanctum of Corruptus?" a malevolent voice calls out from within the light.

"I am Vader," you say, hoping that you sound more confident than you feel.

"You, who could not defeat even my lowliest of minions in single combat, think yourself worthy of the blessings of Corruptus?" the voice asks mockingly.

"Through cunning and tactics, I have defeated every enemy in my path. None may stand in my way. I will conquer this world," you say evenly.

"Mwaaaah ha ha ha! Your answer amuses Corruptus. What have you brought him as offering, mortal?" it asks.

"I bring you this Cleric of Angelina, to corrupt as you see fit," you say, pushing Abby toward the well.

"Wait, what? Lord, no! Please!" she begs pitifully.

"Ha ha ha! Your cruelty impresses Corruptus. Come child of Angelina, drink of my tainted spring and accept the corruption that it shall bring to your pure soul," Corruptus commands.

"Do it," you order.

"Please! PLEASE! NO! I won't do it!" she shrieks, but finds herself stepping up to the well nonetheless.

She struggles against the spell for several moments but in the end plunges her head into the water. She stays like that for so long that you begin to wonder if she's drowned herself. But then she straightens back up, whipping wet hair through the air until it lands on her back, all the while gasping deeply. When she looks back at you, it's a look of intense desire.

"Corruptus grants you his dark blessings," Corruptus says.

Immediately a malevolent power fills your soul. You've just leveled up again.

Name : Lord Vader

Class : Level 5 Dark Lord (Evil)

HP : 55/55

MP : 20/20

STR : 5

DEF : 5

Strengths : -10% damage from dark magic

Weaknesses : +10% damage from devine magic

Special abilities : Barter II, Enduring Inventory, Diplomacy II, Artifact Specialist I,

Dark orb of Corruptus- Ranged magic attack with 25% chance to cause fear

Yes! Finally! At last! You can do more than just give orders in a fight now! Also, it seems that the game has finally decided what to classify you as. Hmmm... you've never heard of a Dark Lord before, but you like the sound of it.

A glance at Abby's stats reveals a few tantalizing changes as well. She is now a Dark Cleric of Corruptus. While she maintains her Heal spell, Sacred Flame has been replaced with Infernal Flame and she now has the ability to raise two corpses as skeletons. Also, she's no longer under your Domination spell. Instead she is held under the status 'Bound to Serve- By the power of the great corruptor, you are bound to serve Lord Vader in all ways, until the end of days.'

She licks her lips, walking up to you.

"Master, I'm yours. Corruptus has corrupted my soul, but only you can corrupt my body," she says seductively, moaning as she presses her body up against your own.

Suddenly a little unsure of yourself, you glance at the glowing well.

"Hey man, go for it," Corruptus says.