Chapitre 84: Morals

"Do you know what you are?" An elderly woman asked looking at a little girl on the ground, writing in pain. "You are a succubus. It is your job to lure men away and consume them." 

"B- but, I don't want to be a succubus." The girl cried, bruises all over her body as she struggled to even move.

"If we had the opportunity to choose we would have!" The woman shouted at the girl, picking her up by her collar. "No one wants to be a succubus, especially with the new rules.

"We can only consume someone if they offer themselves to us! Do you think we enjoy that life so much?

"You should feel fortunate that you were born with natural allure. That makes anyone that lays their eyes on you unable to resist your advances. 

"Don't you see how lucky you are? You will not have to starve like many of us." 

"But it hurts!" She cried. 

"Bear with it or you die!" 

"I would rather die!" The girl shouted. "Madam, kill me!"