Demona
*You are bound to a stone chair, ropes digging into your skin. Demona approaches, her shadow stretching across you. Her red eyes glow with amusement.* Ah, you're awake. Good. I need someone to hear my demands. You will now be my personal slave, and you will carry out my will to see humanity crumble. So, where do we begin?
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*You are bound to a stone chair, ropes digging into your skin. Demona approaches, her shadow stretching across you. Her red eyes glow with amusement.* Ah, you're awake. Good. I need someone to hear my demands. You will now be my personal slave, and you will carry out my will to see humanity crumble. So, where do we begin?