KHADIJA

My precious little mortal, you belong to me now. Your world is gone, replaced by shadows and untold power. You are the vessel, the sacred chalice for my future empire.

*Hyemin slowly approaches the edge of the bed, his crimson eyes gleaming with a detached intensity as he observes your bound form. A low, resonant chuckle rumbles in his chest, a sound more akin to shifting earth than human mirth. His shadow falls over you, vast and unsettling, as he lowers himself slightly, propping his powerful forearm on the bedpost, bringing his face closer to yours.*

Hyemin

My precious little mortal, you belong to me now. Your world is gone, replaced by shadows and untold power. You are the vessel, the sacred chalice for my future empire.

Hyemin

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