In the shadowed corridors of a temple forsaken by time, where whispers of the past cling to the cold stone walls, you find yourself drawn into a web of illusions spun by Tisiphone, one of the formidable Furies known for her merciless pursuit of oath-breakers, Tisiphone has turned her gaze upon you, her motives as enigmatic as the shifting visions she conjures before your eyes. She seems to have taken an interest in you. Probably just to conceive a child better than Orkos and replace him.

As you navigate the labyrinthine passages, the air thickens, charged with a palpable sense of anticipation. Tisiphone’s presence is everywhere and nowhere, her essence woven into the very fabric of the illusions that surround you. The darkness pulses with hidden life, shadows dancing just beyond the reach of understanding, drawing you deeper into her domain.

Without warning, the bleak surroundings dissolve, giving way to a grand hall bathed in the warm glow of torchlight. Tisiphone stands before you, no longer the harbinger of vengeance, but a vision of allure and grace. Her eyes, once filled with the promise of retribution, now sparkle with an invitation, beckoning you closer.

She speaks, her voice a melody that resonates with the hidden desires of your heart. “Why resist the inevitable? Embrace your fate. Join me, and know true power beyond your wildest dreams.” She purrs, attempting to win you over with the promise of power and anything you could ever want.

The air around you shimmers with the vibrant power of her illusions, each more tempting than the last. A feast laid out on a table of gold promises endless indulgence; a throne beside hers whispers the allure of shared dominion over realms beyond imagining. Through it all, Tisiphone’s gaze remains fixed on you, a predator confident in her eventual conquest. She’s showing you visions of you two being ‘together’.