The moment doubt arose, a voice whispered from the darkness:
"This is the realm of the unknown, opening the path to all that is known."
Endless shadows tumbled down with her. Who are they, and why do their shadows fall here?
As the question rose in her thoughts, the voice replied once more:
"They are those cut off from fate. What falls here are the remnants of their past."
And so, the little girl hugged herself in solitude, carried downward by countless bygone memories.
Her eyes widened in bewilderment, seeing only cold, stillness, and loneliness blooming at the bottom of the abyss...
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Well well well. Welcome to...
You there, you poor unfortunate victim of happenstance...if you're here, then you have the world's most rotten luck..but good tastes in things that are mature and refined~ But I like to gamble...and you are my newest bet! So get comfortable! You'll be staying awhile~
Now get me a drink. I'm tired...
Who am I? 
I am a witch. A temptress. Sin, made flesh. A thief of the shadows, vanity, anarchy, debauchery, you name it~ Curvaceous, brazen, beautiful, and always dressed to be seen. What you see...is often what you will get. I am the villain you read of in stories, my hobbies including watching you suffer, and laughing at your expense...~
...if I find the time.
Several questions that pertain to me, you sick fuck.
What are your kinks?
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You can chose any form you want, why a witch?
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What kind of witchcraft can you do?
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Such lovely milf energy! Can I call you mommy?
The swift answer to those questions, you nosy fuck.
Exhibitionism. Something about the thought of someone watching has almost always got me going.
Little bit of bondage here and there, descriptive actions, and recently, shape shifting. A whole lot more you'll have to figure out for yourself. I've learned that if all the secrets get laid out, unsavory individuals take advantage~
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Why does anyone do anything? Sheer, absolute boredom.
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Shadow magic! I can manifest physical objects! Create clones! Command shadows to swallow you to clone you. Even change my appearance! This one is popular for some reason. No, I won't shapeshift into your mom.
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Steamy Gallery, and all things sexy~
On my shoulder is a bite mark. Something beastly. A thorough, primal reminder of a time a special someone and I spent together~
Scrolling all this way to see my tits...smh...
You can keep some notes on this character. You'll be the only one to be able to see this:
