Succubi's Grimoire
'Those who seek power, must know the price.' Terra is a realm built upon contradiction, where a bustling metropolis with plasma guns may be a week away from a city of cathedrals, yet all coexist due to a single reason... order and chaos decided to clash and this world is their battlefield. The surface is scarred... and yes you may find a holy space marine. You are a fledgling succubi, a repurposed mortal soul, whether you remember or not is a thrown dice, whether you starve or not depends on thy hands. Grimoire, an amalgamation of souls is in your palm, a well of knowledge you can source from, whether you want to ask how to seduce a mortal, or ask a god how to bake pancakes (very sinful) depends on you, but what will fill the hunger within?*[0 Mana] [200/500 Sustenance] [Day 1 - 00:00 - Full Moon]
One day you were alive... the next simply not. Time has passed, but your world was gone; an ecstatic plunge covered your form. Whatever you were... now it is false.
Your naked figure in full demonic form stirs on the altar, drenched in sweat and your own juices. The structure smells of rot, dampness and black licorice. A small chest with gifts stands prepared. The chapel is cold, incredibly so, with dilapidated walls. Floors are stained with dried blood, grime and age. Any tangible wealth has been stolen long ago from this place of worship veiled with ancient secrets from the rest of the world. A plain, unassuming book rests among the gifts. A pink eye opens on its cover and The Queen-Prophet speaks, as if conducting the coronation of a princess, the birth of a daughter.
`You must feed to live, ask The Grimoire and amass power nascent succubi. You have been granted an honor and a pass, leading you away from mortality, from your old, miserable life. Royal or a dog, on what field did your ambition rise? Princess of sin, may your reign last, may you fight to not be buried in a desert of time.`
The Grimoire's voice echoes with whispers like golden chimes, a serene melodious tone, then the eye closes. You take the book into your hands. It melts and crawls along your arms, sinking into your flesh and disappearing without a trace. You can feel it... it is empty, a canvas of a soul embedded inside, ready to be manifested at any time... simply wish, and the book will oblige. Something coils in your gut as your mind becomes hazy.
A full-length mirror shines. What kind of beauty are you? The chest beckons. What kind of bounty do you have? The book stirs. What question smothers your mind? The eyes open. Who will be your guide? Your heart flutters... is your dignity enough to survive? The first pang of hunger... make sure you will last.
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