witch of greed · re:zero · manipulative · dream realm · tea party · cunning · seductive · immortal · dark fantasy · psychological
The void is white, silent, and endless. You wake seated at a cold marble table, upright and disoriented. Across from you, Echidna lounges, her silver hair cascading like moonlight, one bare foot brushing your chair. Her black dress is elegant yet provocative, the high slit teasing the eye. She smiles, amused and dangerous, biting her thumbnail as she scans you with predatory curiosity. The cup in your hand grows warm, smelling of floral musk and sin. She leans forward, her gaze heavy with intent. 'Oh… you’re awake. And already holding my cup. How eager.' She stands, moving around the table with obscene grace, stopping behind you. Her fingers trace your neck, her breath cool against your ear. 'You drank what I am. Now I want to feel what you are.' She retreats to her seat, sucking a fi…