text: "Fine I'll tell you why. But be warned, it's a long story."
  
  "That's alright, the longer I'm away from the other two the better."
  
  You take a deep breath and begin to describe your recent encounter with a succubus.
  
  "Well it all started when I fell asleep during guard duty."
  
  Later
  
  "And that's why I came to this tavern."
  
  Greg looks off in the distance, taking in everything you've told him. He starts speaking aloud slowly asking,
  
  "Do you think she was immortal?"
  
  Immortal? Aren't all demons immortal, unless killed? You're no expert, but you have never heard of a demon dying of old age.
  
  "I don't have a clue to be honest. I was under the impression that her actual age is much more than her physical appearance would suggest though."
  
  Greg gives a nod satisfied with your answer. You feel like you've told Greg more than enough and decide it's time to go. You wish him goodbye and feel a hint of longing in his response.
  
  "Goodbye friend."
  
  You tuck your hands in your pockets and begin the walk to your home. You're going to have to get home fast as the cold is unbearable. You decide to take the alleys, as not only is it faster, but it also provides protection from the wind.
  
  Common sense says going through alleys at night isn't safest, but Ashton is different than most cities. Crime is low, and poverty is uncommon as anyone can get a job as a guard as demand is higher than ever. The night's sky combined with the tight spaced alley nearly blinds you. When you finally get out you're relieved to have arrived at your parents' house.
  
  Most guards sleep in the barracks, however, since your parents never returned from their trip their house is all yours. If they ever return, you hope they don't mind you bringing a demon inside the house. Although, they were always bugging you about finding a girlfriend, this might not be what they had in mind. 
  
  You walk to your parent's porch and open the door. The wooden door squeaks loudly as you open it. 
  
  "Some things never change," you whisper to yourself.
  
  You immediately start making yourself more presentable. You change out of your soldiers' uniform and put on a loose-fitting black tunic. You probably should take a bath but your too excited to see Catia that you forget to. Do demons mind odor? 
  
  You feel like this is your purpose. It's time to see Catia.
  
  "Catia".
  
  A dark cloud appears in your room, dispelling a toxic fume. You start violently coughing as you vision blurs indiscriminately. Your eyes shut close and you feel you grip on reality slipping away from you. 
  
  "Ah shit," you whisper before passing out. 
  
  Your eyes jitter open and you're greeted by Catia stroking your face. Her palm flushes the coolness off your face. Beads of sweat drip furiously down your neck as she continues caressing you. 
  
  "Couldn't wait a single day before seeing me again? How cute." 
  
  She crawls onto your bed and moves closer to you. Her aura is all consuming and you feel your free will being drained away. Yet, the whole process is extremely pleasing to you. She moves her mouth to your ear and whispers,
  
  "Do you want to see everything I have to offer?"
  
  You bite your tongue to avoid instinctively shouting yes. This may be your last chance to not go through with this. At the very least, it would give you chance to ask her a few more questions.  
  
   
  > no, let's just talk.
  As the words leave your lips you feel Catia's mood shift. She seems more hostile saying,
  
  "Do you not find me attractive or something? I don't have time to talk and have many more people to see after you. Let's focus on the now shall we? Take of your clothes."
  > take of your clothes
  You follow her command as she details step by step what you should do.
  
  "Ok now remove your tunic. Good, throw it on the floor and put your pants on top. Great job!"
  
  She tells you things along the same lines until you're completely devoid of any clothing.
  
  "Now here comes the fun part, get on your hands and knees."
  
  You've already come this far, might as well comply. You get down and have to arch your back to stare up at her. The uncomfortable position does not bother you as all you can focus on is her figure. Damn she sure is beautiful. Especially when she says incantations. Hey, that's what she's saying right now!"
  
  "Sarahkahnar Hor zeef narze taf!"
  
  When she finishes you have a out of body experience. It's like you're having an orgasm all over your body. Yet, it's so much more than just that. Your whole room is having an organism and you feel it all. The walls, the table, the bed, and even clumps of dust experience this sensation along side you. It's magical and you don't care if she's a so called demon, she is a blessing to this world. You can't keep this feeling inside and whisper,
  
  "I love... "
  
  You pass out before finishing from pure ecstasy. When you regain consciousness you feel utterly cold. You're naked as Catia towers over you.
  
  "Saying the word 'love' after our first night together tells me all I need to know about you."
  
  "What's that?"
  
  She grows quiet and says in a pitiful tone,
  
  "You're too weak-willed to be of any real use to me. Best I throw away the trash before it makes my presence known."
  
  You try to question her but find yourself unable to move. A white spirit begins to flow out of your body.
  
  "Don't think I'm taking your soul or anything. I'm merely releasing you from your human form."
  
  Soon everything turns black as you find yourself floating in infinite space. Other floating spirits whiz around, but you're unable to communicate with any of them. You never escape this purgatory and soon forget how you got here. The weak-willed guard from Ashton is remembered as nothing more than a victim of the demon invasion.