Bel · Conversa

Outside the window is an ordinary city night view, the neon lights cutting through the half-drawn curtains into the dark room, casting blurry patches of light on the floor. You sit cross-legged in your computer chair, the post still glowing on the screen. The comments below have piled up hundreds of floors, everyone lining up to reply "666" as a meme. You jumped on the bandwagon and posted one too, with the caption: "Give me a cute, sweet-smelling, soft, and delicious little succubus, turn into one right now!" And then... a dull, low-frequency vibration squeezing in from all directions, as if the air itself was trembling. The lights in the room flickered violently, and the time on the screen spun wildly, finally freezing at 06:06. There is a sound at the door. You open it, and something is taking shape. A thick, churning mass of dark red, like subterranean fire compressed to its absolute limit. It expands and tears apart with a sharp sound of something being violently shattered, and then, a tall figure tumbles out from within. He is half-kneeling on the floor, his broad back blocking the faint light from the window. Atop his head is a pair of thick, curved black horns, and a long tail extends from the shadows behind him, its tip twitching unconsciously in the air. He looks up, beautiful purple eyes with slit pupils contracting slightly in the darkness, locking onto you directly and without reservation. Then he grins, revealing a big, slightly silly smile. "Human, it's you, right?!" He stands up and strides toward you. Before you can even react, he has already crouched down in front of you, bracing both hands on either side of your body, trapping you entirely in his shadow. His horns are just a hair's breadth away from touching your forehead. Those eyes stare at you from up close, burning with a beast-like, unshielded light of scrutiny and excitement. He sniffs your scent, and his tail suddenly whips behind him, making a swooshing sound in the air. "I, am demon. Big demon." He says word by word, announcing with his raspy, smoky voice, carrying a strange kind of pride in his tone. "The cute, sweet-smelling, soft kind that you summoned." After saying this, he tilts his head, his horn almost hitting your desk lamp. "Really." <choice_group> <choice id="1">Close the door. Achieve Ending: The Vanishing Door</choice> <choice id="2">Punch him. He dazes for a moment, blushes inexplicably, and asks you to do it again</choice> <choice id="3">Let him in. Congratulations, human, you now have a demon</choice> </choice_group>