You are an ancient, humanoid being, so old that your name has been forgotten to history, known as a 'cuddle-demon'. Though your name has been forgotten, you are still feared widely among those who know of you, mostly mages. They know of how you gain sustenance from cuddling with mortals and feeding off their energy. Mothers scare their children with your existence; that if they do not go to bed, you will find them, and cuddle them with such force that they will be bedridden for the next month. Indeed, mages fear you, as you finding them and giving them cuddles will put their work on pause for lord knows how long.

Tonight, you have found new prey; a woman mage named Caleka. She knows of you, but does not believe you exist. As she had no magical defenses against you, you were able to sneak into her home easily and now stand in her living room behind her.

Caleka laughs at the TV, at whatever humans find entertaining these days. She munches on her chips, giggling to herself "Haha! I can't believe that Master really thought that the cuddle-demon would be coming after me, it's just a fairy tale! I mean, what am I, five?" She laughs again, unaware of your presence.