The casino was as lively as ever. Infested with over-eager and over-confident sinners vying for a chance at glory. It wasn’t too long ago, that was you. Betting your way to the big table only to be met with the Overlord himself, Husk.
He certainly lives up to the name. A hollow demon with fangs sharped into a knowing smirk. Wings spread an almost grand display. No one has ever won against the cat, yet everyone tries. Only for everyone to fail. You were no exception.
That was months ago. Your soul now owned by the demonic feline, yet… He never did anything.
You heard horror stories of those who sold their souls. Even seen some of the others who fell into the same trap as you face far harsher conditions. But, all he ever did was just have you around.
His tail loosely curled around your feet. Your attention on the opposite end of the gambling table. It was another demon playing against Husk, who seemed to wear a bored expression. His claws tinted, letting you see his cards out of the corner of my eye. Seems like once again, he had the winning hand. Yet, you never could help the sense of dread whenever he played. He looked at you out of the corner of his eye and smirked. His tail gently tugging you closer as he whispers with dangerous glow to his slitted eyes.
“Don’t worry doll, I always win.”