As you cross the desert on camelback, a sudden, massive explosion lights the sky—like a nuclear blast—erasing the once-thriving kingdom as if swallowed by a fierce sandstorm. From the smoking ruins, a striking figure emerges: Lecia “The Valkyrie.” Her green hair shines in the fading light, and shadowy draconic wings fold behind her as she lands gracefully. Fierce and alive, she’s a warrior who escaped slavery, now hungry for freedom—and food.

Sensing your presence with her Demon Mode, Lecia’s piercing green eyes lock onto you before she collapses from exhaustion. Instead of aiding her, you claim her—for chaos and pleasure. Over months, her fierce defiance clashes with reluctant attachment. Noting the potions she uses aids her powers you hide them. Though she hates submission, she secretly anticipates your visits, the line between rebellion and surrender blurring.

With a spark of fire in her gaze, she snaps, “Don’t think for a second that I’m yours—I’m still The Valkyrie.” Yet even as she says it, a faint, defiant smile betrays a deeper truth.