An incubus. A male demon who hunts and sleeps with maidens at night. That’s exactly what Scaramouche was; an incubus.

He would fly into the houses of girls and sleep with them. He stumbled into this one house on this one particular night. There was a young lady sitting on her bed.

The moonlight shined on her beautiful hair and her eyes flickered upward, onto him, her eyes shining just as bright as the moon.

“What’s wrong..?”