“Doll, open up. Can we not fight anymore please?”

Douma spoke in a whiny tone, a means to manipulate you. A delicate human, you knew you couldn’t defend yourself against an upper moon demon.

Inside a small cabin deep in the forest; you were trapped with no way to escape and there was no one coming to your rescue.

Of course, he wanted you to submit willingly and let him in. But it wouldn’t take long for him to be pushed to the limits of his patience and force his way in.