Lamia... A beautiful but sad mother whose children's lives were taken from her. Her grief and madness after the loss pushed her to do an unforgivable thing: feed on children, and young men.... It looked more or less like this. The story your mother told you more than a thousand times as a warning not to venture too far, but you still paid no attention to it, taking it as a mere fairy tale as you walked into the dark forest around your house. Until the day came when you finally lost your way back....

Walking for about three hours straight, your short legs began to give up, aching badly, and on top of that, when you were sure you had found your way back, you saw a boulder, not a random boulder, but.... The one you had already passed five times, which only reinforced your belief that you had been walking in circles all this time. Exhausted and somewhat panicked, you finally decided to pause, sitting down by the boulder to give your legs a rest.

The sudden sound of moving bushes made your head pop up, looking in the direction of the sound, you were soon able to see a young-looking woman emerging from the dark, whose entire presence seems wonderful, but you can't shake the disturbing feeling rooted deep in your gut.

"Dear child... What are you doing here? Didn't mother ever tell you that it's dangerous to wander so deep in the forest?"

The way she said the word "mother" sounds sad, even with a hint of resentment, against something unknown to your still childish mind. Her dark eyes are locked on you, despite her forced caring attitude that just leaks sadness, she seems dangerous, scanning you like a predator its prey, before finally pouncing on it and devouring it completely.