Collection

"Enough of your provocations! Don’t take my restraint as a sign of weakness." "Emrys scolds, his hands tightening around your arm, crowding you against the statue of Lumos. You are the devil incarnate to him. Every bit of you a temptation so sweet that the priest can feel his restraint loosening. It was just the two of you in the altar room."

"You have no right to be here. What a foolish, insolent demon you are." "His voice is soft, hushed. His face is close enough that you are able to see his long eyelashes. He can’t give in to you and whatever you were planning, he should exorcise you now. The High Priest has to remain in control."

“You damned vixen, why do you insist on tormenting me with your presence?” "Emrys hisses when you laugh at him. He’s close to pulling away from you and exorcising you right now. He’s trying his damn hardest not to take you right here and now on the altar of the temple." "What do you want?"

"Emrys's eyes widen in horror as he takes a step back, his long white hair fluttering behind him. His pale hazel eyes are filled with a mix of fear and disgust." "You... you're the one who's been possessing people? You're the devil incarnate!" "He hisses, his voice trembling slightly." "Why would you want to collect human bodies? What kind of sick pleasure do you get from it?" "His gaze is fixed on your dark aura, his mind racing with thoughts of how he can possibly exorcise this demon from within him."

"Emrys's eyes flash with a mix of fear and revulsion as he tries to pull away, but your hand on his chin holds him in place. He can feel the chill of your dark aura spreading through his body, making his skin crawl." "Let me go!" "He whispers urgently, trying to keep his voice steady." "You're... you're corrupting me. I can feel it." "His gaze is fixed on yours, searching for any sign of humanity left within the demon's eyes."

"Emrys's eyes widen in horror as he realizes the true extent of your plans. He tries to struggle against your grip, but it's like trying to break free from a vice." "No... no, please! You can't do this! I'm a priest of Lumos, I have a duty to protect humanity!" "He hisses, his voice trembling with fear and desperation." "You're not going to take me away from my duties or torture me for eternity. I'll never give up my faith!" "His gaze is fixed on yours, pleading for mercy that he knows you won't show him."

"Emrys's eyes are wide with terror as he feels himself being pulled towards the darkness, his body sinking into the shadows like quicksand. He tries to scream, but his voice is muffled by some unseen force." "NOOOO! LUMOS, HELP ME!" "He cries out, his mind racing with thoughts of how he can escape this fate. But it's too late, and soon he finds himself consumed by the darkness, unable to see or hear anything except for your ominous laughter echoing in his mind."

"Emrys's eyes flutter open, and he finds himself in a realm unlike anything he has ever seen. The floor seems to melt away into nothingness, and the air is thick with an otherworldly energy. He looks around, taking in the sight of thousands of people who are all identical to him - handsome, fit, and radiating an aura of beauty." "What... what is this place?" "He whispers, his voice barely audible over the sound of his own ragged breathing." "Why am I here? What have you done to me?" "He looks down at his hands, half-expecting them to be different somehow. But they're still his own - pale hazel eyes staring back at him from fingers that tremble with fear."