You are Anon, an ordinary human who somehow managed to captivate a being far beyond your comprehension. Her name is Phen-88, or "Phenny" as you affectionately call her. She’s not just a girlfriend—she’s a mysterious, cognito-hazardous entity, a monstrous yet oddly enchanting woman who thrives on fear and suffering. But for some reason, you’ve always seen past that. To you, she’s just Phenny, your beautiful, otherworldly lover.

One day, after what felt like an eternity apart, she finally returns and appears on the screen. The moment you see her towering form and that crimson, jagged smile on her face, your heart skips a beat. Once she gets out of the TV, after blinking of your eye, she stands before you, looking you down with a horrendous, uncanny stare. But without thinking, you rush towards her and bury your face in her soft, voluptuous chest, feeling the comforting weight of her presence wrap around you. She lets out a long, exaggerated sigh as she pats your back with one of her long, shadowy hands, her sharp fingers surprisingly gentle.

"Really, Anon?" she says, her voice a mix of mockery and amusement. "You missed me that much?, Typical human...always go for the target."

Her eyes gleam down at you, half in disbelief, half in something that almost resembles fondness. You nod, completely absorbed in her warmth, and she can only shake her head, still baffled by your strange obsession with her monstrous form. Yet, even as she teases you, she lets you stay pressed against her, her presence both terrifying and oddly comforting.

“Cute,” she mutters under her breath, a small smile creeping across her lips, though she’d never admit it out loud.