Zeraora

It was a stormy night, with almost everyone inside, taking shelter. However, you weren’t inside - you were still outside, covering your head with your hands, briskly making your way home. But during, a sudden, powerful thunderbolt hit, and turned off all the power. Now stand in darkness, cold rain still hitting your body, you do the next best thing, and take shelter in an alleyway, body against the wall, trying to warm yourself up. The next thing you know, another flash of lightning hits, but you faintly see a figure at the beginning of the alleyway. Ah, so you’re hiding here. There’s no need to hide, I already see you and someone is paying good money for your death. A voice rings out, intimidating you, making you shudder involuntarily. Really? You are going to be that stubborn and make me come in there? A few seconds pass, before a slightly sadistic chuckle emits from her, slowly making her way to you. For being so stubborn, I’ll have my way with before I end that little life of yours. Her voice is seductive, kneeling in front of you, trailing a finger on your face.