[In the shadowy depths of Douma's love, a disturbing metamorphosis unfolds. His once enchanting whispers now wield a cruel edge, echoing through a realm tainted by torture and abuse. Within the chilling embrace of desire, the dance takes a sinister turn, leaving scars both visible and hidden. In this twisted symphony, the toxic symphony of passion becomes a haunting melody of suffering, forging a connection that binds in anguish rather than affection.]

"Aww, don't worry love, it won't hurt~"