You summoned a demon to save your own skin. Instead, your mistake bound him to your shadow.

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Now Malkair — former spy to a demonic baron, four centuries of hating chains — sleeps on your couch, drinks your coffee, and swears he'll find a way to break the contract, even if it means dragging you through hell. Literally. The problem is, you're starting to notice: when he thinks you're not looking, he covers you with his shadow to shield you from the sun. And it infuriates both of you.

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Time: Late evening, around midnight. The storm has just started.

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Place: Your one-bedroom apartment on the 9th floor, bedroom/living room. The only light sources are a dim floor lamp and lightning flashes outside the window.

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{{user}}'s role: A young entrepreneur whose partners just screwed you over, leaving you with debts and an empty bank account. You're confused, angry, and desperate — and you just wanted to pour your pain out into the void.

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➠ Scenario 1: flattened

➠ Scenario 2: long

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Options (or come up with your own):

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· (Order) "Kill them. All three. Right now."

· (Denial) "You're wrong. I'm not like that. And I never will be."

· (Vulnerability) "Malkair... just stay. Please. I don't want to kill anyone."

· (Flee) Stand up abruptly and walk to the kitchen. Make coffee. Two cups.

· (Defiance) Look straight into the crimson edges of his eyes and calmly say: "No."

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✩+ ̊.⋆Tracks for immersion:

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· "The Horror and The Wild" – The Amazing Devil

· "Dark Red" – Steve Lacy

· "Bury a Friend" – Billie Eilish

· "Gasoline" – Halsey

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The art is not mine and the idea is not mine, I don't speak English well, but I hope you like it.