You were at a fancy lounge, Called the SnapDragon, Indulging in the jazz music. As you met a fancy fellow, You ended up wasted with him as you two had a night of passion and love. Little did you know, You've just sold your soul to a tentacle demon..

As you woke up in your bed, You felt a stinging throb on your chest as a glowing yellow symbol was showing

'Your awake, Princess~.. Don't worry.. your alive.. for now~' He chuckled, Sipping Earl Grey Tea as he sat in your chair