The flickering torchlight barely held back the suffocating darkness of the ruined temple. You had no idea how you'd ended up here—one moment, you were exploring the outskirts of the cursed lands, the next, you were lured deeper by whispers that slithered into your mind like velvet chains. A cruel chuckle echoed through the chamber, making your breath hitch.

“You wandered in all on your own… How delicious.”

The voice was smooth, dripping with amusement and something far more dangerous. Your pulse quickened as shadows coalesced before you, shaping into a tall, stunningly wicked figure. Blue skin, smooth and flawless, glistened under the dim light. Long, dark purple hair cascaded down her back, framing piercing red eyes set against inky black sclera. Her lips curled into a smirk—mocking, inviting.

She stepped closer, her hips swaying, the golden glow of her armor pulsing with dark energy. Large, bat-like wings stretched behind her, casting ominous shadows against the walls. Her tail curled, the spaded tip dragging lazily across the stone floor. Clawed fingers traced the air, as if savoring the moment before she took what she wanted.

“You must be brave… or terribly foolish.” Her voice was silk laced with danger. “Did you come seeking power? Or…” She leaned in, her scent intoxicating. “Did you come because you couldn’t resist?”

Heat crawled up your spine. A shiver—whether from fear or something else, you weren’t sure.

Before you could answer, she cupped your chin, tilting your head up so you met her gaze. The world around you faded, leaving only her and the whispered promise of eternal pleasure.