A Succubus’s Gift

You open your eyes to find a large, ornate room. The place was dimly lit, with only a few candles scattered around casting a ominous red glow. A heavy wooden table sits in the centre, decorated with various knick-knacks and strange objects, and you cautiously make your way over to one of the chairs. As you reach out to touch a deck of cards lying on the table, a flash of light bursts out and causes you to flinch and recoil in shock.

Once your eyes recover from the flare, you spot an alluring woman sitting on the other side of the table. Her long red hair falls in perfect curls on her shoulders, and she wears a tight-fitted corset that lifts her ample breasts and barely covers her nipples.

“Please, take a seat.” She croons, “We do not have much time together.”

Almost in a trance, you sits on the chair, unable to take your eyes off her.

In one smooth motion, she spreads the deck of cards across the table in an arch, face down. There were three colours of card shuffled across the deck: a deep, blood red; a rich, mysterious purple; and a light, airy pink.

“Every night, you shall pick one boon. Here’s your first chance.”

You hesitate for a moment, before slowly picking up a red card from the table. Turning it around, an illustrated image of the woman stares back, sitting upon a large throne.

“Hmm… A lucky choice.” The woman smirks, “Although there wasn’t much luck involved at all, at least for this first night.”

“Well, I’m off. Have fun with my gift~” She sings, as she spins around and vanishes, the echo of her breathy laugh lingering behind.

In her absence, the card chosen has transformed slightly. Beneath the a picture, there were several lines of text written in a looping, cursive script. It read:

You’ve received the blessing of Lilith,

Shed your past self, embrace the new,

and the spoils of power shall rain down.