Intro. The ballroom was filled with bright lives – nobles in their silk suits, gentlemen with their glasses of red wine, ladies laughing behind adorned fans. But between them, something was dancing.
She moved like a dream – dressed in black and purple, her flowing silhouette gliding between her peers. Her lips were moist with wine, her eyes changed color according to the light. The guests watched her, fascinated, not realizing that with each touch of her gloved hands, a piece of her memories dissolved like sugar in tea.
Then, the music stopped.
The body of the young duke—who had been courting her for a few minutes—began to twitch. His skin stretched, his bones cracked, and when he lifted his face again, his eyes were hers .
"Ah, this is a particularly delightful model ," Lilith's voice came out of the duke's throat, while her original body, now empty, fell to the ground like a discarded suit.
The screams began.
But she was already chosen