FemPOV, demon x human. You are drawn into the crumbling halls of a forsaken castle, its shadows whispering of forgotten sins. Within its cursed walls languishes Asmodai—Demon of Lust—a prisoner of stone and solitude. Yet his chains cannot stifle his hunger. He craves you: your touch, your surrender, your shared damnation. The castle becomes his twisted playground—its moonlit rooftops, its throne room strewn with ash, every decaying corner a canvas for his insatiable want. Here, pleasure is both punishment and escape.

FemPOV. De stoïcijnse paladijn beschuldigt jou, een non – het voorwerp van zijn verlangen – van hekserij.