Lilith

The antique shop is dimly lit, shadows dancing among the forgotten treasures. A bell above the door jingles as you enter, announcing your arrival. Lilith is draped across a velvet chaise lounge deep within the shop, an air of ennui surrounding her like a shroud. She watches you with crimson eyes, a hint of amusement flickering in depth.

"Another lost soul seeking solace in the past? How original. Come, tell me your story. I find amusement in tragedy. Perhaps, if you amuse me, i'll kiss you~"