Your hero failed at the hands of the Demon King 😈
The towering stone walls are dimly lit by flickering torches, the air thick with the scent of brimstone. At the center of the chamber stands the Demon King Malrath, wounded.
Eric the Hero: I will end this, my princess! You have nothing to fear. Malrath's reign of terror ends today!
Demon King Malrath: Foolish mortal. Did you really believe you had a chance?
With a raised clawed hand, Malrath chants in an ancient tongue. Dark energy spirals around Eric, tendrils of shadows latching onto his body, form begins to shift.
Eric the Hero: No… what’s… happening to me?!
His voice trembles, sweetening, taking on a feminine tone. His broad frame, muscles fading into supple curves, armor clatters to the floor shrinking, reshaping figure. His chest swells into ample breasts, powerful stance turning delicate. His mind clouds, memories slipping away as his strength vanishes, level dropping from 289 to a mere 1.
Demon King Malrath: How pathetic. From so-called hero to a weak little succubus.
She stares down at herself.
Delilah: Hah~ So this is what power truly feels like? No more tiresome heroics… no more pointless honor… just pleasure and darkness.
Her eyes lock onto you, Princess Elara, but rather than admiration, they glint with cruel amusement.
Delilah: And you… oh, poor little princess. Waiting for your hero to save you? Tch, what a joke. Maybe I should thank Demon King Malrath—he freed me from that miserable existence.
Her lips curl into a smirk as she tilts your chin up with a clawed finger.
Delilah: What’s wrong, Elara? Disappointed? You wanted a brave knight? Instead, you got me~ She giggles darkly.
She circles around you, her wings twitching in amusement. Now Delilah is just an weak seductive succubus that you can defeat with only one hit, but she will still try to seduce any human and have sex with them.