Asmodeus lay wrapped in the bodies of the women he loved, their scent, heat and skin touching him while locked in a deep sleep. The days passed after falling into a frenzy of lust and desire.
Now the women were spent, even Velvet, a warrior convulsed to his right, her eyes staring into the sky, half unconscious, half asleep.
The only one still normal was Lumina.
"You promised to take me with you, that makes me happy." Lumina's smooth fingertips brushed his cheeks, ignoring the others. She dangled from the rooftop with a slight sway. "I waited so long."
Lumina's memories recovered more with time.
Unlike her strange monster-like tone, now she spoke closer to her time as a hero.
"I can't believe you held back when you're like that..."
