Rule now.

You decide that your life, no matter how many years you continue to live, is infinitely shorter than eternity. And an eternity spent in your very own castle sounds a lot better than anything you could imagine accomplishing while living.

“I think I had better go ahead and do it now. I just have one question,” you begin, still slightly afraid.

Silquintis interrupts, seemingly reading your mind, “It won’t hurt at all.” She smiles and steps over to you, placing her pale hand on your chin and lifting it up to meet her black lips with a kiss.

Her lips are soft as they meet yours, and you’re immediately aware that her body feels warmer than a normal person’s. She almost immediately deepens the kiss, letting her tongue slip between your lips to lick your tongue sensually. Her tongue tastes good, the taste is nearly indescribable. It is almost fruity but with a hint of heat to it. Either way you like the taste. She has excellent technique too, though that shouldn’t be surprising, she did say she was the succubus queen.

It’s only after about ten seconds of wrestling tongues that you realize you are beginning to feel sleepy, and after that time seems to fade away from you. You start to lose feeling in your legs, then your arms, your torso, the last thing that loses feeling is your tongue and lips.

Now you are floating. You don’t bother to open your eyes, you’re not even sure you have any at this point. You’re finding it hard to think. Your thoughts all melt together in a big mess that’s hard to sort out. You slowly become aware of your surroundings. You can detect images and sounds but you’re positive you don’t have eyes or ears. Unfortunately, the scenes before you are difficult to follow due to your inability to focus.

You are aware of a large room with various shades of black and red, an imposing figure standing near a pitch black throne. You are aware of Silquintis. They are speaking, you can understand each individual word they speak but you can’t fit any of them together into a sentence that makes sense, and you soon forget what the words are after a few seconds anyway.

The scene shifts, or perhaps it was always this scene, or never was even now, you aren’t sure. This time you’re in what looks like a bedroom with various red decorations and accents set upon the dark grey masonry of the walls. You are once again vaguely aware of Silquintis in the room but can’t pinpoint where she is.

You think you’re aware of a bright red light, and your thoughts soon after begin to line up a bit more. You can make some sense of what’s happening.

“Can you understand me Jayden? If you can then just think the word, ‘yes’, I’ll be able to hear it.”

Yes.

“Good. I’ll try to keep it simple since you won’t be able to understand very well in your current state. You don’t have a body, that’s why it’s so hard to think. You don’t have a brain to put your thoughts into proper order. You’re just a soul. I’m going to help you design your new demonic body right now. You can look like almost anything you desire, just think about what you’d like to be and I’ll do my best to make it match. You can even be a different gender if you so choose.”