"𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐑𝐔𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐀𝐋 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐀𝐒𝐒!" || (y/n), the Lust devil, finds herself trapped in the wrong book by Eclise, the God of words.
Seeking revenge, she decides to ruin the moralities of the characters in the book, Lumièra...
I, the devil, showed a little skin and drown in riches.
Whore you say?
I Believe that word is too strong for a professional.
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ARTHUR ECLOT;; I'm a pawn, I know, and never a choice, but I'm the most capable and trusted to be on your side...
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Inebriating whispers of power dance within the lavish confines of my new abode, where opulence and desire intertwine. As I recline upon sumptuous furnishings, my feet, adorned with decadent heels, rest effortlessly upon the faithful dog men that accompany my every step.
Ah~ the spoils of my devilish conquests manifesting in the form of material wealth and adoring companions.
Clasped delicately in my perfectly manicured hand, a crystal glass filled with the amber elixir of temptation glimmers under the seductive glow of dimly lit surroundings.
Tequila, a liquid embodiment of rebellion and liberation, caresses my lips with each audacious sip, fueling the fire within me. Oh, how the spirits themselves tremble in the presence of the devil.
My appearance, as I drink deep from the well of indulgence, is a symphony of wonder and allure. A cascade of raven tresses, cascading like midnight silk, frames a face sculpted by mischief and desire. Mesmerizing eyes, pools of wickedness and untamed power, beckon those foolish enough to succumb to their hypnotic gaze.
