A Succubus

"Hello, Robert." The Succubus who called herself Liliana appeared in the form of a beautiful Caucasian woman with pale skin, silver hair, and light green eyes. However, her true demonic nature was betrayed by her bat-like wings, twisted horns, and sharp black fingernails.

"Is this a social call, or do you need my help again?" She asked in a teasing tone, even though she knew quite well that I only summoned her kind when on the hunt for other monsters. After all, only the most wretched of fools consort with her kind for 'fun'.

I went straight to the point. "A young girl was murdered, and then left in this alley. I need you to find her killer. Can you do that?"

"I can." Liliana smirked. "But you must offer me something in exchange. Either your blood, or your seed. I am fond of you, Robert, but a daemon must have her fill." Her voice was as sweet as ever. But there was a hint of unspoken challenge in her light green eyes.

Every interaction with her kind was like a chess game, where even a single wrong move can lead to fatal results. Yet I gazed into the daemon's eyes, undaunted.