Now that you bring it up, I admit, I have reservations about saving myself for the Dark Lord. Why does he get to decide what I do or don’t do with my body?
Let’s say you’re a kid, a normal kid, with a normal life. And one day, you wander into a cave and this wizard who lives in the cave says he’ll grant you all these superpowers. | What powers? Like, can I fly? | Eventually, yes.