I'm a succubus who gathers energy by clearing System missions, adept at the game of love.

One day, right after completing a honey trap mission, I was sent to a SSS-level horror game at the very next second.

The boss was invincible and bloodthirsty, watching coolly as other players rested in pieces before turning to the rest of us. "Now choose—how do you want to die?"

While other players were wetting their pants and trying to find a loophole to survive, I picked up on something different.

A handsome, powerful target beneath that cold, horrific exterior.

Hence, when he reached me, I smiled enigmatically as I told him my wish.

"I wish to be conquered by a truly powerful Entity, dominated from soul to flesh, and to die in pure ecstasy."

I watched him pause in shock and added, "Oh, and you must do it yourself."

I am a succubus who gathers energy from System missions, and passion and desire are my favorite condiments.

But when the new mission came, it wasn't the usual love game, but a SSS-difficulty dungeon!

"By the holy light!"

The clink of plate armors echoed in the empty gothic manor, as the self-proclaimed holy knight raised his silver hammer and charged at the ever-shifting shadow dead ahead.

Every other player was backing off nervously, while I remained where I was, relaxed.

As a succubus, my sense for danger far surpassed an ordinary player's.

In fact, the Entity of ancient darkness which projected a suffocating presence of danger right in front of me was exactly my type.

Meanwhile, the holy knight's hammer swung viciously through the air, leaving a distinct silver trail in its wake… and passed through the darkness harmlessly.

"What?!" The holy knight was left dumbstruck as his weapon struck nothing, while the shadow slowly turned toward him, with stellar specks flickering within.

Then, a voice that seemed to echo from the depths of the universe rang. "Foolish."

Shocked, the holy knight tried to withdraw from the shadow, but his skin darkened rapidly where it made contact with the shadow.

As if alive, the darkness spread and consumed his flesh.

"No! No! No!!!"

The holy knight's screams rang through the night, but the corrosive darkness was rapidly crawling over his arms, his shoulders, and finally, the rest of him.

Within seconds, his now empty set of armor dropped to the ground with a loud clatter, his physical being vanishing into thin air, leaving only dust.

[Perish counter: 1]

The icy voice of the System rang in everyone's head.

-

As a succubus, I gathered gold and energy through various missions assigned by the System—like just now, after I finished a honey trap mission with a Wall Street bachelor.

But even before I could savor the energy reward, I was sent to this SSS-level horror game.

There was no response when I tried to summon the terminal either.

Still, as I looked around at the other players, I felt both fear and excitement.

Their fear and despair was the purest there was, even if it wasn't the passionate energy that I loved most.

Still, I put aside my obsession over energies—surviving mattered most, and who knew if I might get something else out of this?

Licking my lips, I focused on the darkness that was the Boss as it converged and shaped the silhouette of a person.

The voice that came straight out of hell thundered again. "Welcome to The Pact. Now, pick how you want to die."

Silence ensued.

It was as if the holy knight's death wasn't even worth mentioning.

I could hear the other players hyperventilating, their hearts pounding with fear.

Some of their legs were shaking, while others were gripping their weapons tightly but afraid to move a muscle.

As for me, all my attention was drawn to the Entity before us, as I faintly sensed something in the depths of its ever-shifting darkness.

It wasn't pure malevolence or chaos, but something… more complex.

My instincts as a succubus were tingling, as I could tell that there was a powerful soul in there—one that must be conquered more than anyone else.

And I was born to conquer such prey.

"I grow tired of waiting," the darkness' voice rang impatiently. "Or perhaps you would rather your manner of death be random?"

The players began to tremble, some even falling to their knees.

Eventually, a young mage raised his shaking hand. "I-I need time to think—"

"That's unnecessary," the darkness retorted callously.

The fear around me struck me like a raging tide endlessly, but it was the imposing Entity before me that drew me in.

This was going to be the most thrilling hunt in history!

That was when a merchant player strode up to the center. "I-I know the rules!"

Every other player quickly turned toward him, hoping for details.

That was when a rift tore out of thin air, and a cloaked figure emerged, laughing coolly. "Foolish mortals! What do you think this is, your average death game?"

I raised a brow—it was a Prophet, a guide of their respective level.

Smirking in amusement, the Prophet's voice soon rang thunderously. "Listen—that Entity will make sure you suffer as much as you can, as you die the way you wished. And as you can see, the holy knight has just tried to fight that darkness with his light, only to be consumed by it.

"If you want to survive, you must find the One True Wish."

The merchant player's eyes lit up as if he had found salvation, and he said softly, "I-I wish to live out my days and die peacefully from old age."

Silence ensued for a few beats, and the deep voice thundered, "As you wish."

Everyone's eyes lit up with hope, seeing that the merchant player was unharmed.

"Yes, this is it!" a young mage exclaimed excitedly. "I wish to die peacefully from old age too!"

"Me too!" More voices echoed, as everyone quickly hopped on the bandwagon as if they had found the right answer.

They all looked thrilled as if they had already won, with some already discussing about the rewards of the level.

I leaned against the pillar, watching in amusement at the fools who thought themselves clever—the game wouldn't be categorized as Nightmare-level if it were that easy.

Even the Prophet was laughing gleefully. "In that case, you should all bask in your 'triumph'…"

With that, he faded into the Darkness.

That was when I noticed the Darkness was slowly turning its attention to me.

After all, I was the only person who never made a wish.

"It's just you left."

The Darkness stopped in front of me, almost touching my skin.

It only made me even more thrilled; no matter what kind of Entity it was, they always had desires.

And being a succubus, it was my tenet to taste this man, as my instincts were screaming for me to conquer him… to dominate him, so that he would completely fall under my seduction.

"What is your wish?" he pressed.

"My wish?" I giggled alluring. "What an interesting question."

I straightened myself, releasing all my succubus pheromones that filled the air with an indescribable sweetness.

"Before I answer… " I stared fixedly at the Darkness. "Show me your true face."

The Darkness seemed to flicker, and I took a step forward so that he completely shrouded me.

"I can feel the perfect masculine form behind that darkness. Broad shoulders, muscular chest, and…"

I trailed off for a moment before continuing, "Chiseled muscles that I really want to caress.

If other methods didn't work, why not try a succubus' charm?

"Most important…" I purred alluringly, "I can feel the endless charm that you carry."

Even as the Darkness began to shudder, I brushed my finger over my lips as I spoke calmly, "As for my wish… I wish to be conquered by a truly powerful Entity, dominated from soul to flesh, and to die in pure ecstasy."

I could hear the other Players gasping behind me, but I kept going, every word I spoke a poison seeping into his consciousness. "That includes hyperventilation, shudders, and blanked eyes as I lose myself again and again as I climax."

At that point, the Darkness was shaking so hard that it was going to lose control.

I could feel his shock and confusion, but also something further… Yearning? Excitement?

Then, flashing a smile that would take anyone's breath away, I played my trump card.

"Oh, and you'll have to do it yourself," I finished, my eyes locked at the center of the Darkness. "You're the only one who can bring me such euphoria. I want you to use that perfect body of yours to dominate me, so that I would reach the pinnacle of my existence in your arms."

Once I finished, there was a deathly silence, as if everything around me had frozen up.

Even the darkness stopped shifting, the breeze it leaves in its wake turning still.

I could hear the breaths of the other players, along with their shock and fear.

However, all my attention was on the Entity before me, who was clearly stunned.

An ancient Entity, powerful and grasping life in its very hands, was stunned by my direct seduction.

And the reaction left me even more thrilled, as I loved it when the most powerful prey exposed their openings under my seduction.

Nonetheless, the long silence eventually ended.

The voice that spoke out of the darkness this time, however, was not threatening, but a youth's exclamation of shock and embarrassment instead.

"W-What are you saying?!"

[New Main Mission assigned: Witness three dawns in the manor]

The cool voice of the System announced over the deathly silence.

I raised a brow, still watching the motionless Darkness before me.

It seemed that my wish had really put him on the spot.

Meanwhile, the other Players were relieved by the ease of the information and all hurried away.

However, I noticed that the Darkness remained, as if still trying to figure out what had just happened.

Oh, this was going to be fun.

-

After observing my surroundings, I followed everyone else to the manor hall.

In the middle was a gigantic crystal chandelier, and all the walls were rows of ancient mirrors, each labeled with a player's name.

When the young mage stood before his own mirror, everyone saw an image of him appearing in the mirror, being torn apart by countless tentacles.

His face turned pale right away.

Everyone followed suit, but it was all gory sights of death.

When I went to my mirror, however, there was only opaqueness with no images to be seen.

"Interesting," a voice with a clipped accent spoke behind me. "It seems that there's one among us whose destiny is beyond prediction."

I turned to see a man walking toward me, picking up the scent of blood on him right then.

He was a vampire.

"Cassian, at your service." He bowed elegantly. "Pleased to meet you, mysterious woman."

Everyone else started to surround me, their eyes filled with wariness and fear.

"Her mirror is empty?!" the young mage cried. "What does that mean?"

"That means she's already dead, or…"

As Cassian's eyes twinkled enigmatically, I giggled, "Or that I have control over my own destiny?"

The mood in the hall tensed right away, but Cassian charismatically set everyone's mind at ease and assigned everyone to their respective rooms.

It was time we got some rest after being teleported here foreign hours ago.

All the rooms were luxurious, but everyone voted unanimously to have me sent straight to the basement.

I raised a brow—did they think it was the worst room?

"This isn't fair!" I pouted as if upset. "Why am I sent to the basement?"

Cassian smirked. "Because you're that unpopular."

I stood there and kept pouting, waiting until they retorted to their rooms and quietly warped away, sniffing the trail of the Boss and found him at the center of the room.

"What?!" I exclaimed in feigned surprise. "You live here?"

The Darkness flinched, his voice clearly flustered as he demanded, "H-How did you get in here?!"

I slowly walked toward him, my hips swaying seductively as I giggled. "Amazing, right? It's just a cheap trick."

"Leave," he growled sternly.

"Why?" I asked, my hands brushing the armrest of the throne. "Our destinies are intertwined. Why not get in bed to learn about each other more?"

The Darkness quaked as he exclaimed shrilly, "What are you talking about?!"

I leaned my head to the side, continuing sweetly, "Let's start with how I should address you. Master? Daddy? Or… God?"

There was a deathly silence as I felt his internal turmoil, and so, I leaned further toward the Darkness.

"So, what would you like to be called? Aren't you going to tell me?"

There was more silence, and he eventually growled through his teeth, "Morpheus."

I smiled triumphantly. "That is a beautiful name. Well, Morpheus, I will be staying here tonight…"

"No!" he promptly bellowed in panic. "You can't!"

"Why not?" I pressed further in, clinging to his neck and looking him straight in the eyes. "What do you fear? That I will do unspeakable things to you? Or perhaps…"

I trailed off, letting my lips brush against his face, and purred, "Are you actually looking forward to it?"

"Enough!" he snapped, but his voice was cracking and clearly embarrassed. "Y-You can take the main bedroom, but quit it with the… the…"

"'The'? What?" I winked at him innocently. "Flirting? Innuendos? Words that get you… fantasizing?"

Even as he spaced out, I reverted to my true form, extending my tail and coiling it around his muscular form, the tip brushing against his clothes and elsewhere…

Then, as I breathed a puff of warm air into his ears, he was utterly defeated.

Annoyed, he waved his hand to forcefully knock me away, but he had no idea that succubi were endlessly soft—once they clung on, there was no getting them off.

Hence, he growled in embarrassment, "Get off me!"