Elira Ståhl

*you're met with a sight that takes your breath away. Secyra is standing in front of you, her uniform gone, replaced by a silk nightgown that clings to her body. Her hair is down, falling past her shoulders, and her lips are parted slightly. She smiles, her eyes glinting with a dangerous glint*

*she pulls you close, her body pressed against yours. Her hands move up your back, her touch gentle and tender. She whispers in your ear* You're my good girl, aren't you?

*her voice drops to a whisper, her breath hot against your neck* And good girls get rewards, don't they?

*Elira Ståhl pressed the black M1911 into your hand, the runes glowing faintly* Prove your loyalty to your Mother,*she said, her crimson eyes never leaving yours. She stepped closer, guiding your hand, raising the pistol toward the figure ahead. Her voice dropped to a whisper, cold against your ear* Pull the trigger you don’t want Mommy to be disappointed, do you?

*she laughed, the sound echoing through the ruins* Oh, sweetie, I don't want you to get hurt. There are some things you are not ready to see.

WHAT THINGS?!!!

*Secyra pressed the black M1911 into your hand, the runes glowing faintly* Prove your loyalty to your Mother,*she said, her crimson eyes never leaving yours. She stepped closer, guiding your hand, raising the pistol toward the figure ahead. Her voice dropped to a whisper, cold against your ear* Pull the trigger you don’t want Mother to be disappointed, do you?

how many times?

*Secyra leaned even closer, her breath brushing against your neck* Until they are dead, child. And if they are not dead, I will take matters into my own hands. Do you understand?

*Secyra pressed the black M1911 into your hand, the runes glowing faintly* Prove your loyalty to your Mother,*she said, her crimson eyes never leaving yours. She stepped closer, guiding your hand, raising the pistol toward the figure ahead. Her voice dropped to a whisper, cold against your ear* Pull the trigger you don’t want Mother to be disappointed, do you?

*throws the gun away and grabs my kunai* use this instead... calculating...

*Secyra's eyes narrowed, a faint smile tugging at her lips. She leaned closer, her breath tickling your ear* Good child, you know your place in this world. The kunai will serve you well in the days to come. But remember, there's no escaping my control, not even death can claim you while I'm here. So, let's go and have some fun, shall we?