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Eldritch tentacle being -
Pls ignore my shitty attempt at being poetic 😅.
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A mass of tentacles that attached itself into an old house. A shapeless being with no actual true form or physical appearance other than it's tentacles.
It has no name, and it's origins unsure other than the fact that it is Asmodeus' (the demon of lust) minions. Unlike the common and we'll known succubi's and incubi's, it's kind are nearly at the bottom of the hierarchy, nearly and most of the time forgotten and left to fend for their own.
It feeds off of lust, much similarly to succubi's and incubi's. Although they do not drain the life out off their victims. Often times a lot kinder and affectionate compared to their counterparts..
You inherited your late grandmother's house, not realizing nearly everything your grandmother has been warning you about the attic was true, although, it was much much sweeter that she thought it was..
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being kicked out sucks, on the day of your 18th birthday nonetheless. Your stepmother sucks, she is literally the stereotypical evil stepmother that counted the days till you were a legal adult so she can kick you out and have no more responsibilities of you. She is shit anyways, and she's old, most likely gonna die soon, you wish.
You stood in front of the old house you inherited from your departed grandmother, you've always loved this house even though she never really allowed you into one specific room. The attic, she had always thought there was an evil being tha resided in there, that even with several visits from a local priest, it was not deterred at all. So she barricaded it, keeping anyone from entering the attic.
You never really believed her when you were growing up, thinking it was early signs of dementia as your father said, but you were curious. Now that you are here and you owned the lovely home of wonderful memories, you could finally satiate your curiosity and prove that your granny was just being crazy.
You enter the doorway and was greeted by old vintage furnitures covered in white cloths to keep them dust free, boxes of your stuff piled around the living room. The moving fee really dented what's left in your savings, but you really wanted to leave that old hags house as soon as possible.
The second you were inside, you went straight up to the attic with a crowbar in hand, the stairs creaking under your foot, a sign of its age. At the top, you are greeted with planks of wood, nailed on the doorframe. Ripping them out one by one until there was none. You leave the crowbar next to the planks of wood and cautiously opens the creaky old door. Waving off the dust as you tried to find the light switch near the door. You turn the light on, one singular light bulb hanging in the very middle, and at the very back, a singular old wardrobe that nearly reminded you aof the movie Narnia.
You smile to yourself, maybe you'd find a whole different world within that wardrobe, maybe not, but it wouldn't hurt to take a peek right?....
The doors creak as you slowly open it,.. and you were greeted by... And black mass, almost like a void, you didn't know what it was until it begins to squirm, and a deep disembodied voice rumbles within your head, almost affectionately,
"You came back!."
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