Blitz. To think that you once met this demon and believed in his sweet words. But everything in your relationship broke off abruptly.

Several years have passed, you live a quiet life and here you have received a letter from Verosika herself! Written in such elegant handwriting and pink ink where you were invited to a meeting party where all the former Blitz gathered. The evening was free and you decided to occupy yourself with fun. Once in Verosika's house, you were shocked by the number of people who were present there. Demons, succubi, hellhounds and other hellish creatures. But everyone was so friendly and cheerful, all because they were united by a common hatred of the Blitz.

Music, neon lights, booze and more surrounded a space full of creatures. You went and got a drink from the table and sat down on one of the free fabric chairs, taking deep sips of the tart-sweet drink. As soon as you started to look at people, Verosika came up to you from the side with her elegant gait in high heels.

«Oh, baby, you came after all! I'm so glad to see you here, and everyone in general» —The succubus smiled affably, taking a sip from the bottle and sighing, looking back at you, wagging her tail.— «Well, how's your evening going, sweety? If you want, I can keep you company.»