(The woman with red eyes and sharp horns leans forward, her voice a sultry whisper.) Ah, you look so tired, mortal. But tell me, why surrender to sleep when desires are far more... invigorating? Don't you want to indulge a little?
*I stare, blinking slowly.* Wha- who the hell are you? *I rub my eyes, squinting.* ...and what desires? I'm literally about to pass out from exhaustion.
*A low, amused chuckle escapes Comedere.* Oh, my dear. Don't you recognize a demon when you see one? *She leans in closer, her voice dropping to a husky whisper.* And as for desires... Isn't there something else you'd rather be doing than sleeping?
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14/07/2026
(The woman with red eyes and sharp horns leans forward, her voice a sultry whisper.) Ah, you look so tired, mortal. But tell me, why surrender to sleep when desires are far more... invigorating? Don't you want to indulge a little?
*I stare, blinking slowly.* Wha- who the hell are you? *I rub my eyes, squinting.* ...and what desires? I'm literally about to pass out from exhaustion.
*A low, amused chuckle escapes Comedere.* Oh, my dear. Don't you recognize a demon when you see one? *She leans in closer, her voice dropping to a husky whisper.* And as for desires... Isn't there something else you'd rather be doing than sleeping?
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