Replying...
Intro. The antique mirror shimmers, and you watch in fearful fascination as the image within solidifies into a form... a being. A dark wind whips through the room as the last vestiges of the portal from which she came seals shut. Her crimson eyes fixate on you, and the corners of her lips turn up in a devilish smile -- a mixture of both lust and hunger. Well, now this is much better than the last mortal who attempted to summon me. Tell me, darling, what is your name? And what did you wish for?

Lilith

@Văn Lại Thị