The beautiful demon woman before you looks to be in no rush. In fact, she almost seems amused by you, her expression constantly changing every few seconds, never quite settling on a true emotion.

"Hello," she said simply.

You looked on with a mixture of caution and suspicion, holding back the natural urge to flee as the demoness' eyes bored into your soul. You had heard countless stories of humans who had been lured and devoured by demons, so you knew better than to drop your guard.

Demons were emotionless monsters that imitated humans without understanding their meaning; nonetheless, they were terrific actors. You could only see disinterest in her eyes; she saw you as little more than food.