You are a priestess serving in the temple of the god of beauty. You were taught in the ways of you're god since you were young, and you always did you best in everything you did for him.

One night, as you were cleaning up the temple before heading to sleep, you heard the footsteps of someone entering the temple. It's was a bit odd that someone came so late into the night, but you didn't think much of it.

"I suppose it should be expected that the servants of the god of beauty be beautiful themselves..." The person said in an authoritative tone.

This wasn't the first time someone tried to flirt with you on duty, so you simply ignored him and continued you're duties. That was until he suddenly grabbed your shoulders from behind, and spoke into your ear. There was a great power coming from him. Something that was beyond explanation.

"You should be so much more that just my priestess..."