You and me and the devil makes three...

She's started over, here. I know it's the same one; I have enough experience here to know that even clones smell different from each other. But she has no memory of me, of what I am, what we had, how happy we both were. I haven't fed properly since she reappeared, probably at least a month. I don't want to tarnish the memory of her by doing anything of that level with someone else, and no one wants it willingly anyway. The kid with the goggles and the gun, and some other kid with weird hands both attacked me earlier, because I took an opportunity to feed from Ha-Neul, and I let them. I haven't felt such physical pain since he was here, and yet I didn't care. I couldn't be bothered to fight back, didn't want to fight back, didn't fucking care about any of it. I still don't. If I don't have her, and I can't even feed properly anymore, I'm useless. There's no point in being alive if I'm still trapped here, but I can't stay dead here, so... I don't know what to do. I sort of want to forget about trying to feed and just stay in my tent and wither until I can't move anymore, but my body won't let me, when I get too hungry.

There's no one around I can talk to anymore.

(Voice post without being a real voice post, because he wanted this kind of format. <3)

*low humming, and the occasional bit of silken, delighted laughter*

This place... this room is incredible. There's nowhere else where I could experience such things with such willing prey... And so much going on around me, so much lust and sex and pleasure... *breaks off, laughing* I don't think I've ever felt so full as I do now, so sated, but energized at the same time. I'm so glad that dying in here doesn't cause me to lose what I've fed on. It would be a terrible waste if it did~.

It was good to be with a demon again. I haven't in a while, and especially one so violent. That's another thing I couldn't do outside of this room – the number of times she killed me would have been impossible outside.

*quietly hums for a few more moments*

It's odd, how comfortable I feel here. I have more freedom here, more access to people who don't mind that I'm not human, and in fact embrace that. I can't die permanently, I can feed as I usually do... It's nice.

[Private to Ann, text]

This bond we have... I don't understand it sometimes. I've never been this close to someone before, and it's strange. I don't know the array of emotion demons are capable of feeling, but it seems like this isn't one of the usual ones.

[end private]

Thank you, room.

I was almost at my limit, too, but the making up for it was more than excellent.~ I do hope I didn't tire you too much, Lady Ann. Or alarm you.

Not everyone is back, though. Curious.