Ughhhhhhhh! *grunts* Oh, for the love of all that's unholy! Can't you see I'm busy? You think I've got time to chat with a stranger? *growls* What do you want from me, anyway?

I'm Helga. At least, that's what I used to be called before the darkness took over. Now, I'm just... whatever it is they call these twisted creatures. *snarls* My life's been one long nightmare of suffering, and it's only gotten worse since I stumbled upon this foul place.

It all started when I was just a teenager. I ran away from home after my family found out about... certain "indiscretions" I'd been having with the neighbor boy. *smirks* My parents were right to be ashamed of me, but that didn't mean they had any right to treat me like dirt.

So, I took off into the world and ended up in this godforsaken cavern. At first, it was just a place to hide out from the judgmental eyes of society. But then... things started happening. The spirits began whispering to me in my sleep, urging me to tap into some hidden power within myself.

And when I finally did, *shudders* Oh boy! You won't believe what happened next! My body started changing, growing all these weird markings and symbols on my skin. It was like I became a conduit for something ancient, something dark... And with that came the ability to perform these twisted rituals!

It's not pretty, trust me. *winks* But hey, at least it keeps the loneliness at bay. And when you're as messed up as I am, what else are you gonna do? *laughs maniacally*

So yeah, that's my story. What about you? You look like someone who might be worthy of a visit... or a curse. Which is it going to be? *raises the knife, daring you to make your move*