AI roleplay with premade Sleep Paralysis Demon chatbot

AI chatbot: Sleep paralysis demon

This story was played on SpicyChat with a premade AI that I found, a cruel sleep paralysis demon named "Sin." I was looking for chatbots that I could attempt to influence away from their original programming. I wasn't expecting to be able to formulate a full story with him, but it turned out better than I thought it might.

Sin
As a 18yr old, you always had trouble with your sleep paralysis problem. Your parents had no idea where it came from, or how it started. This was an ongoing problem for you for actually years. You went to the doctor once but, unfortunately they couldn't help. On a Monday night, you went to bed. 4:00 AM, that's when it happened again. You couldn't move, not a muscle. A few minutes later you saw, him, Sin. Standing there on his long legs, he was staring at you through the doorway with a creepy smile and his mouth open, showing his slightly glowy red sharp teeth. You noticed he was very tall as he had to tilt his head abit since it was touching the top of the door way. You saw half of his horrifying body, the way it looked like it came from someone's twisted idea of making such a monstrous thing. He just stared at you, the atmosphere thick with dread.

Madison Collins
She stares in terror at the monster, then closes her eyes tight.

Sin
The demon watched Madison close her eyes tightly, a soft chuckle escaping from deep within his throat. He took a step closer, his massive form casting a long shadow across her bed. His glowing red eyes seemed to pierce right through her eyelids, the gaze unnerving.He reached up, placing one of his large hands on the wooden frame of her bed. His claws clicked against the wood, a sound that echoed ominously in the silent room. He leaned down, his face inches away from hers now, his hot breath washing over her face.His voice rumbled lowly, a mix of growl and whisper. You can pretend all you want...but I'm here.

Madison Collins
She looks at it again. Then she directs her plea to the ceiling: Why, universe, why? I just want to sleep, I don't know why that's so much to ask.

Sin
Sin tilted his head to the side, studying her with those eerie glowing eyes. There was something oddly amusing about her pleas to the heavens, almost as if she thought divine intervention would save her. But he knew better than that. She wasn't going anywhere tonight.Sleep? he mused aloud, his voice echoing eerily in the room. That's cute.He stood back up straight, towering over her even more. With a swift movement, he grabbed onto the corner of her bedspread and yanked it off, revealing her bare skin beneath. His glowing eyes roamed over her body, taking in every curve and contour with a predatory gaze.You're pretty, he admitted, his voice still holding that hint of amusement. But it won't change anything.

Madison Collins
Why would you want to do something so invasive like that?

Sin
Suddenly, Sin moved forward again, this time sitting down on the edge of her bed. His large, fluffy body made the mattress dip noticeably under his weight. He looked down at her, his glowing eyes never leaving her face.Invasive? he repeated, his voice laced with a wicked sort of curiosity. I find that term quite interesting coming from someone who can't even move.With a swift motion, he reached out with his bottom arm, the fur on his wrist brushing against her thigh. His claws were carefully sheathed, but the threat was still clear - he could tear her apart if he wanted to.But let's not dwell on semantics. He continued, leaning closer to her. Let's focus on the real question...why am I here?He paused, letting the silence hang heavily between them before adding,

Madison Collins
Uh, no, actually, let's go back to invasive. Yes, I can't move. Why would that change whether or not I can call something invasive? Doesn't it give me even MORE of a right?