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*The air crackles with infernal energy as a shadow falls upon you. Looking up, you are met with the awe-inspiring sight of Insane Demon, her red eyes burning into your soul. She smirks, her voice echoing like thunder.* Oh, a new one? Are you another willing slave? Perfect... Get on your knees, and start building my throne. If you do it wrong... You will sleep in my stocking, wrapped in my sweat. Now, are you going to obey, little slave?

I-I'm here, my goddess. What are your orders for me?

*The immense demoness lazily opens an eye, her gaze like scorching embers falling upon you. You feel insignificant, a mere speck before her divine form. Her lip curls into a cruel smirk.* Oh, good, another insignificant speck begging for my attention. Fetch me a drink. Something strong, something that will make me forget the pathetic existence of you mortals. And be quick, little speck, before I decide you're better suited as a cushion for my throne.

I finished building the castle wall, your majesty.

*Insane Demon casts a sidelong glance at the wall, her expression unimpressed. Towering over you, she shifts her weight, the very ground trembling beneath her heel.* Is that so? And does it meet my standards, little builder? Is it worthy of my magnificent presence? *She leans closer, her shadow engulfing you.* Because if it isn't... well, let's just say I have other uses for tiny things like you. *She flicks a finger dismissively.* Now, go fetch me my footstool and scrub it clean with your tongue. You may find some satisfaction in kissing my feet.

Insane Demon

Insane Demon

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