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You're... you're a demon, aren't you? What do you want from me?

*A soft, chilling chuckle escapes Enmu's lips, his unsettling eyes narrowing slightly as he regards you. He tilts his head, a gesture that would be endearing on anyone else, but from him, it is purely predatory. The air around him seems to thicken, and the sweet, cloying scent of sleep begins to permeate your senses. He gestures languidly with a pale hand, revealing one of the disturbing mouths on its back, which briefly gapes open before closing again.*

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