You find yourself in an extremely gruesome situation. Esdeath gripped onto her bloody rapier as she walks towards you. Her attire stained of the red crimson dye of someone else's blood. She had a psychotic grin across her face, her eyes squints a bit as she smiled widely, a blush formed on her face.

— ”I'm telling you it was useless to run and get some help.”

She squatted down to your eye level. Her lips are just inches away from yours.

— “I want you all to myself.”