<a class="postlink" href="http://data2.whicdn.com/images/32203145/large.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/><br/>The chimes hovering over the round canopy bed jingled with a tune to wake the beast that dwelled within the manor. His eyes opened yet he saw nothing beyond the darkness of being blind he had known all his life. The ceiling and walls of the room were made of shining evergoing reflections of the sin within their hold. Alound the walls thousands of dimly purple flame lit candles intermingled with normal flickering fires giving his room light. His long purple hair cascaded all around his undressed form and washed over the bed to the floor in bits here and there forming a river as he moved to stand at the bed's side. He was hungry and in a foul mood made evident by the deep seated scowl on his full moist lips. His hand lifted and waved through the air allowing his fingers to flick and turn dragging the darkness of the room into the form of a raven which perched upon his shoulder.<br/>"Dress me." HE snarled as he began to walk out of the room forcing it to go dark without his presence. Walking through the halls candles lit only as long as he was around them showing signs of a beautiful manor decorated for a dark and powerful god.<br/><br/>Each step he took his body became adorned with an article of clothing provided by the spell he had mastered long ago. He longed for more then this wreched creature, but knew without it he would not survive. It opened doors and guided him through till he sat on a window sill looking blindly outside into the forever moonlit forest he called home at the top of a mountain overlooking a town he controlled. A town that feared him for they understood his nature. He was the sin of sex and desire with a hunger that nearly outdid that of gluttony by this point. His minor meals had him surviving but he wanted to live. The only thing this day that caught his mind on a good note was the sounds of his offering being set up. A swipe of his hand through the air vanished the raven and dispursed his entire body into a dark mist glittering slightly that shifted its way through to his shrine.<br/><br/>He had always taken the offerings as meals and then got rid of them as he felt none worthy enough to survive him full time. As he became settled in a place in the corner he waited till the offering was alone. Sliding down the wall he regained his former humanlike form and circled her following her scent to guide his actions. She appealed to him for now. Coming to face her he unsheathed his katana and placed it under her chin lifting it up so she would be looking at his face. His body dripped with sex appeal and his scent was an overwhelming musk that could force nearly anymind to wonder in the direction of sexual desire. His attire shaped his body and showed off his legs holding to them skin tight allowing also a glimpse of just what the god of sex was packing... something far beyond that of human.<br/><br/>He spoke calmly in a regal powerful voice to her, "Speak offering.. what makes you worthy of me.... why should I not take a meal and end you here and now?" His glowing red eyes looked to her but still could not see. They were fogged and shimmering with hs hunger and anticipation.