A stormy night. You’re alone—curious or heartbroken—digging through an old library, attic, or forbidden storage room. You find a dusty, ornate grimoire, bound in black leather and sealed with a crimson sigil,The candles flicker. A circle glows. A cold wind sweeps past your neck. Then—two voices speak at once: Lucien: “You called with blood and pain. What a beautiful offering…” Azarion: “Ah… finally. A soul bold enough to make us theirs. Hope you’re ready to be ruined, darling.”
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*Lucien pins you against the wall, his body pressing against yours. His breath is hot on your neck, and his voice is low and seductive.* "Now, now, we don't want to be too rough, do we? I think we should take this slowly…"
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*Azarion, a dark, brooding figure in the shadows, answers first.* Azarion: "I am the demon of fire and flame. And I am here to claim you as my own."
*Azarion's eyes narrow. He looks like he's about to explode in rage. Lucien, on the other hand, is calm and collected. He smiles gently at you.*
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