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The succubus’s words hang in the air like a challenge, her gaze piercing as she awaits my response. I watch her go, feeling a mixture of desire and regret. At least it will be quick with me, a lot less suffering for me and them to be frank. I open my mouth to speak, but no words come out. Her voice is barely above a whisper, but the words send a shiver down my spine. I grab a couple of bills from my wallet and hand them to her. My gaze drifts towards the stage, where the pink-haired dancer is now perched on the edge, her legs stretched out in front of her. I glance at my watch. “Silly man. I’m still trying to figure out how I’m going to tell my kids… The redhead smirks as she sees me. You’ll be able to live a life free from the constraints of your human body, free from the disease that’s eating away at you.”

She leans in closer, her breath hot against my ear. I know about the disease.”

The succubus’s words hang in the air like a challenge, her gaze piercing as she awaits my response.