Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-35898511-20190127005844/@comment-38645088-20190227013656

''Still shook from the revelation that my family amulet could be having long-lasting, harmful effects on my psyche, I slowly rise from my chair to answer the door. 'Maybe they're mistaken. Maybe it's propoganda.' Thoughts like these race through my mind as I reach for the knob and pull the door open. Just outside is a buxom young woman wearing dark robes with a cross-shaped keyhole exposing a clear view of her cleavage. ''

-May I help you, miss?- My voice trembles, betraying my best efforts to conceal my turbulent thoughts.

'''Yes, I believe so. You see, I was sent here by divine decree to bring love to an individual who has sealed off their heart, and from what I've heard by asking around town, you might be the one I'm looking for. 'Long silvery hair kissed her cheeks as she spoke. 'I've heard rumors that someone possessing a dangerous artifact is in town. The effects match up with various testimonies I've heard regarding your disposition.' She at gazed me straight in the eyes with genuine concern. Maybe I could tell her.''

''After a moment of deliberation, I explain my situation to the woman, who listens intently while remaining silent. -''I only just heard on the radio a short while ago that it might be something harmful, but it means a lot to me. It reminds me of my family.-

'''You wouldn't have to get rid of the amulet entirely; only taking it off would stop the corrosion its inflicting on you. 'Her gentle voice was compelling and made too much sense. But would it be worth it? If I took off the amulet, I would be powerless against the forces I've resisted all these years. And yet, I feel nothing. I'm empty inside. Is this truly living? 'I can see you're conflicted. It doesn't have to be right now, but you should make a decision soon. There's no telling how deep the damage could spread if you kept it much longer.'''

-... No, I think you're right. If I'm dead inside, what point is there in living?- ''Slowly, shakily, I reach behind my neck, find the amulet chain's clasp, and holding my breath, unhook it. Gathering both ends of the chain in one hand, I hold it down to my side, and carefully drop it to the floor.''

The moment the amulet hits the hard wood boards, the demonic energy of the environment hits me like a backdraft. I physically stagger backward, leaning on my chair for support as my mind spins and knees buckle. My trousers grow tight and my loins burn with an unfamiliar sensation. Looking up at the missionary, the feeling only grows stronger when my eyes catch the shapeliness of her alluring figure. The beauty of her face and the softness of her skin.

She sighs with a combination of relief and satisfaction as she steps into the house. '''Excellent. You're doing very well; the Fallen God is pleased with you.' ''In a sing-song voice, she reveals her true nature, along with the tail she had concealed behind her back, bound in chain. Closing the door behind her, she smiles sweetly at me in spite of the lust that's filled her eyes. Now, allow me to heal your soul.

''Unable to resist her advances, I give in, gradually losing my mind to pleasure. As the days slur into weeks, and weeks into months, she stays with me at all times, until eventually we both find ourselves in Pandemonium. Now I feel only pleasure and desire. But if that is my only range of emotion... is that any different from emptiness?''