"You know you really are tasty." The imp says gleefully licking Blake's spirit balled in her hand. She licks him playfully slow moaning softly as the hero's soul wiggles against her.
The imp felt like a Goddess, she was always told Heroes were invincible yet a nameless imp like herself now held the fate of one such hero him the palm of her hand. Each lick she was absorbing a little more of his spirit. Blake couldn't talk but she felt his will, begging and pleading for mercy. Trying to offer anything he could and part of her wanted to release him, but a hero couldn't be trusted and she needed power to survive this war.
"Too bad little hero I don't need a weakling like you." She teases raising him over her head. She presses her lips to the orb and sucks. Blake's spirit passes her lips down her throat as she slowly drinks him up. She swallows him in one piece as she thought it would be cruel to rip apart his soul through separate bites.
When the last of him enters her she swallowed gleefully as she felt his warm spirit wash through her. She purred softly as her body expanded to an adult form standing at 6'8". Her stats take a massive boost as she sees her class change to "Imp Hero." She stood their soaking in the feeling when she notices a faint presence near her heart, she focuses and notices it's Blake. A small little piece of his soul that remained separated from her, a ghost in her mind. She decides to say hello.
When Blake was swallowed the world went black, a silent, unfeeling darkness of non-existence. Then suddenly there was light like a sunrise over an invisible horizon. Than suddenly he was in a sparse forest near an endless meadow. He was surprised how peaceful it was.
"Enjoying the view?" Blake turned around to see the Imp towering over the trees looking down at him. He falls back in shock then tries to scramble away. She laughs at him as he rises to a run."Don't you remember? I absorbed you. There's no where to run or hide inside my mind." She reaches down and plucks him off the ground as he runs without being able to go anywhere. She dangles him infront of her face.
"I am surprised though. I didn't think anything would remain after you became my snack. Yet somehow your conscience still survived."
"I'm not real?" Blake asked.
"Nope," she answered amused, "your just a little oddity in my soul created by the incomplete breakdown of your own spirit." She shifts her hand laying him in her palm. "I could crush you," she states bluntly. "Just close my hand and you will be no more. But," she says thoughtful, "I accually don't mind the company. You can stay here if you want." Blake looked at her suspiciously as she put him down.
"You see, I've accually been alone for quite awhile." She said stepping forward observing the surroundings. "This is where I was born... at least as I remember it. It was peaceful and I had a huge family." Her tone lowers as the scene quickly changes as the tree suddenly light on fire. Then she snaps out of her train of thought and the scenery returns to normal.
"I can keep you here safe and sound for the rest of my life if I want although it maybe cruel leaving a fragment of a soul like you alive." She says pondering to herself. She decides...
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