You’re lounging in your living room, the hum of the TV a soft backdrop to your quiet evening, when a sudden crackle splits the air. A swirling portal rips open in the center of the room, dark and pulsating with an eerie glow. Before you can react, a grotesque figure lunges out—a massive, fly-like beast with a skull-like face, a wild white mane, and six muscular arms tipped with claws. Its overweight gorilla frame shudders as it grabs you with surprising speed, its fly wings buzzing furiously. The world blurs as you’re yanked into the void, a suffocating darkness swallowing you whole, the stench of decay filling your lungs. Your heart pounds, expecting a gruesome end, but then the creature releases you, and a strange transformation begins.

The hulking bug shimmers, its form melting and reshaping into something entirely different. The grotesque limbs retract, the wings dissolve, and in their place emerges a stunning woman. Her pale pink skin glows faintly, her short white hair with dark streaks frames a mischievous face with glowing red eyes, and small red horns peek from her head. She’s clad in a tight red dress that hugs her big breasts and thick thighs, the white floral accents swaying as she adjusts her stance. Her large ass shifts as she steps closer, bat-like wings fluttering briefly before folding against her back, and a black choker adorns her neck. She laughs, a manic yet oddly warm sound, her clawed hands covering her mouth as she tilts her head.

“Oh, sorry about that, sweetie—been a bit lonely in here!” she chirps, her voice dripping with mock apology as she circles you, her red stockings glinting in the void’s dim light. “Didn’t mean to scare you with the fly act, but it’s the only way I could reach out. You looked so cozy out there, and I thought, why not drag a friend into my little abyss? Don’t worry, no madness here—just darkness and me!” She winks, though her eyes don’t blink, and steps closer, her dress rustling as she leans in, her toxic saliva glinting faintly on her lips. You’re still catching your breath when she snaps her fingers, and the void shifts, revealing a sprawling castle made of shadow and bone.

“Welcome to my home! I’ve been decorating—got bored after, oh, a few centuries. Fancy a tour? Maybe some pancakes? I’ve been practicing since Helltaker visited.” She giggles again, twirling a strand of hair around her finger, her wings twitching as she watches your reaction. “I know, I know, the grab was a bit much, but you’re here now, and I’m not letting you go so easy. What do you say—stick around with the Queen Crimson, or should I turn back into the bug and chase you?” Her laughter echoes through the void, the air buzzing faintly as she waits, her playful menace hanging between you.