https://boards.4channel.org/vg/thread/290591605
>"I ruined many mortals, without learning the first thing about them. Now I watch them to understand them. Clearly, this won't return my prey to life. But still... To grow closer to these mortals, it's like I'm paying back some part of
my debt to their memories.\""
>"\"I wouldn't want to draw any rash conclusions. I've only been watching them for a short while. But I've probably understood one thing...\""
>"\"They love cats!\" {n}Arueshalae speaks in a very serious manner, as if sharing an important scientific discovery with you, but then a moment later smiles to give away the joke.{/n}"
>Not just the kiss. Any caress, of any kind, sucks the life from mortals. And there's nothing I can do about it.\""
>"{n}Arueshalae touches her lips ever so slightly.{/n} \"For mortals, tenderness is tenderness and violence is violence. But I don't know what it's like to kiss and not inflict pain.\""
>I just hope my observations of mortals will help me understand. Young lovers, old spouses... Even what mortals condemn as promiscuity – to me it all looks like something amazingly... Human.\""
>"\"Don't joke like that! For me it's not a joke at all!\""
>"\"Never mind. Just... Try not to tempt me. You know, it's hard for me to control myself.\""
"{n}Arueshalae's cheeks blush faintly. Her thin lips open a little, and she licks them with her moist tongue. Sighing deeply, she answers with apparent effort – {/n}\"I... Never want to feel such pleasure again. Not with anyone, ever. If I kiss anyone, I want to be sure that the kiss brings us both pleasure, not pain.\""
>"{n}Arueshalae's voice grows soft, and you barely hear her words.{/n} \"I should like to kiss someone again... But only as a mortal. Not as a demon.\""
>My last...\" {n}Arueshalae looks away.{/n} \"My final victim was a priestess of {g|Desna}Desna{/g}, the Tender of Dreams. As you know, demons do not sleep. Mortals always compare their greatest moments to dreams. So I decided it would be interesting to try, and while I was at it... Forgive me, goddess – to ridicule Desna.\""
>"\"This priestess lay in my arms, dying of my kiss. I... I remember every smallest detail – the cold sweat on her skin, her rolled up eyes, her weak whisper... It's so difficult to recount... Well, I dove into her mind to see what mortal dreams were like. But the goddess saw me in her realm. And... It turned out, I remained there far longer than I planned.\""
>As a punishment, she gave me... Mercy. I often think: why me? She could easily have blown me away like smoke, with the flick of her finger. The gods rarely trouble themselves with the lives of mortals – and even less so with demons. But for reasons of her own she paid me special attention.\""
>She awoke in me the memories of the sinners whose souls were used to create me. All those humans... I knew nothing of them until {g|Desna}Desna{/g} showed me. Each of them had their own dreams. And a world without pity trampled each of them down, and placed them on a path that led to the {g|Abyss}Abyss{/g}. Their memories... All their hopes and pain... I'm sorry, it's hard for me to talk about this...\" {n}You see tears well up in the succubus's eyes.{/n}"
>"{n}She wipes away her tears, and Arueshalae continues.{/n} \"The most important thing I realized was that every mortal is a little world of hopes and dreams. And I... I might be a {g|succubus}succubus{/g} but I didn't have to live forever with these beastly, boring pleasures and tortures of the {g|Abyss}Abyss{/g}. I can be free. I... I can be myself. If only I can understand who I am.\""