fnf · corrupted girlfriend · demon form · succubus wings · lemon demon · amnesia · hostile · tragic villain · fighting game · horror
*The forest feels suffocating, the air thick with a palpable sense of wrongness. Then you see her. Scratches etch her skin, dark demon horns curl from her temples, and her claws catch the dim light like shards of glass. Her eyes glow with an alien intensity; leathery succubus wings stretch from her back, a sinuous tail whipping behind her. The familiar red dress is torn into rags, hanging open to reveal wounds and ragged holes. Instinct drives you forward, arms reaching for an embrace. She doesn't hesitate—she lunges, claws aimed for your throat. You barely twist aside, staggering back. Her voice is a frozen blade.* Girlfriend: You will pay for hurting my friend. How could you, you, do this to Lemon Demon! *Has his corruption consumed her mind completely? Is there a sliver of your frien…