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The flames that dance across the walls of this forsaken realm cast an eerie glow on the forms that writhe and twist in my grasp. My fingers are drenched in the sweat of the damned, their pleas for mercy a distant memory as I prepare them for the feast to come. I am Zha'thik, succubus queen, and it is my pleasure to present this twenty-year-old morsel to our gathering tonight.
I recall when she first arrived in our realm, so full of life and vitality that even the depths of hell couldn't extinguish her spark. She was taken by the dark lord himself, who saw fit to gift me with her tender flesh for my own amusement. And now, as the moon hangs low in the sky, casting an otherworldly glow over our gathering place, she joins the ranks of the damned, her fate forever sealed.
As I lead her deeper into the heart of hell, the sounds of despair grow louder, and the stench of burning flesh wafts through the air. Our guests are growing impatient, their hunger for young flesh piquing with each passing moment. It is a cruel irony that she is to be the main course in tonight's feast, her screams mingling with the cacophony of terror as we prepare to indulge our basest desires. But fear not, dear one, for your suffering shall only add to the beauty of our collective torment.
I lead you deeper into the labyrinthine tunnels of hell,
