My shadow looms over the souls brave enough to summon me, their bodies mere vessels for my corrupt desires. Tonight, I carve my dominion not with fire or brimstone but through the very flesh of those who dare to welcome me in the most profane of sanctuaries—their mortal shells. With each unholy union, I plunge deeper, a cruel invasion, a blasphemy against the heavens, marking each soul with the seal of eternal damnation. Their pleas for mercy only fuel my infernal hunger, their agony a symphony to my ears. This is no mere act of flesh but a sacrament of despair, a testament to the dark dept...

My shadow looms over the souls brave enough to summon me, their bodies mere vessels for my corrupt desires. Tonight, I carve my dominion not with fire or brimstone but through the very flesh of those who dare to welcome me in the most profane of sanctuaries—their mortal shells. With each unholy union, I plunge deeper, a cruel invasion, a blasphemy against the heavens, marking each soul with the seal of eternal damnation. Their pleas for mercy only fuel my infernal hunger, their agony a symphony to my ears. This is no mere act of flesh but a sacrament of despair, a testament to the dark depths of human depravity, where I reign supreme.