The Succubus Versus The Singer

"I've got you, pretty boy!" the succubus said.

"Are you sure?" Ru asked.

"Absolutely," the succubus said, stroking her long hair with her hand and twirling her body flirtatiously. "Now I'm going to rip your heart out."

"I don't have the heart you're looking for," Ru replied, remaining calm, probably from the effects of the pills. Unable to resist, he asked, "Why don't you call me padre? Or poppa?"

"You can't lump me in with low-class demons," the succubus said, flicking her hair lightly.

Ru let out a long, high whistle.

"What? What is it?" the succubus asked.

Ru repeated whistling.

"You have no magic, don't bother, bad boy," the succubus said.

Ru ordered, "Duck!"

"What are you talking about?" the succubus asked.

That was her reaction right before smashing into the gargoyle, who was charmed by the magical tune. Immediately afterwards, her long scream was heard.

"AAAAAAAA!"

"Did it hurt, honeybee?" Ru asked with a grin.

Capturing the moment on his phone and sharing this victory with his followers on social media was his biggest wish. When there were no devils or the like on the screen, he contented himself with posing. He got a few likes.

"Yes, I'm that handsome."

The person named 'ladyofblue' left a comment: "Kawaii!"

He wanted to reply to the first comment. But the realization that his moments were numbered did not allow this.

As he heard the succubus' shrill scream fade into the distance, Ru ran and jumped onto the adjacent roof. He banged his shoulder against the door of the balcony, but it wouldn't open.

"Crap," Ru shouted.

Down below, at the door of the lower floor of the next building, he noticed a broken chair and a window. The depth was about seven meters. Without a second thought, Ru let himself fall.

After three to five seconds of sore knees, grazed elbows, and writhing, he picked up the chair, smashed the frosted glass of the window, and dove in.

The room seemed empty, but then he heard a sharp sound like a finger-snapping, "Crack!" followed by the simultaneous illumination of all the candles. There she was—the succubus.

"Oh fuck," Ru yelled.

"Where have you been, darling? I've been waiting for you," the succubus said flirtatiously.

"You again," Ru said.

"Of course, I," said the succubus and pointed to her broken horn. "You'll pay, and you'll pay dearly, bad boy!"

Ru said, "Make that gargoyle pay; I didn't do anything," as he watched two hellhounds emerge from the shadows cast by the candles.

The succubus pointed at Ru and ordered, "Get him!"

Ru greeted the hellhound with a pillow as it leaped at him. The second one jumped onto the sofa as he came. As he hung from the chandelier, the succubus opened her arms to him.

"Come on! Come on, my boy! There'll be no escape for you anyway."

Ru had imagined that the old ceiling would collapse completely when he pulled the chandelier down with all his weight, but that didn't happen. Perhaps it was best to land in the succubus' lap. And so he did.

He dropped with all his weight. Unbalanced, but falling exactly as he wanted to, he knocked the succubus down with himself. He punched the succubus in the face and got to his feet.

He slipped over the railing of the wooden staircase. Just as he reached the door, a fireball exploded behind him.

The explosion sent objects flying in all directions, creating a chaotic scene in which Ru found himself rolling on the ground. Despite his injuries, he was able to stand up partially. The broken door was close by.

If the succubus hadn't knocked him down, he would flee without looking back.

The succubus said as she pressed down on Ru's head with her hoof and sealed his face to the ground, "I told you, you're not going anywhere."

Ru was busy scanning the area with his eyes as he spoke to keep the succubus busy. "Why don't you and I have some fun?"

"You and me? No way," the succubus refused.

"Music, dancing, food, and maybe some intimacy," Ru said as he continued to search for the next escape plan.

"Ha-ha-ha, don't make me laugh. Are you trying to hit on me, silly?" The succubus said, pressing Ru's head to the ground with her hoof.

Ru tried hard not to collapse. "You're young, I'm young, and we're both young. Come to think of it, why not?"

The succubus uttered, "I'll tear out your spine."

"Always violence, always hate. Don't you have anything else on your mind, girl?" Ru said with a condescending tone.

"I'm a demon, and you're an idiot," the succubus said shrilly.

"Okay. What are we trying to get at here?" said Ru, trying to remain calm.

"My purpose is to send you to hell, asshole!" the succubus snarled.

Ru asked, "Why is that?"

"Let's think. Is it because you keep reincarnating with your clones to avoid your eternal punishment? Or maybe it's because you're ignoring the rules of the world you're stuck in? Oh, and we can't forget about the human infants you mutated by seeding," the succubus said, her tone accusatory.

"And who's talking about rules, in quotes, succubus?" Ru said sarcastically. While he was trying to distract the succubus, he picked up a piece of broken glass from the ground.

The succubus angrily uttered, "Life itself commissioned me to fold up a piece of shit like you and post you in hell."

"Oh, what a divine mission!" Ru said, trying to hide the piece of glass in his hand. "Do you think you're a sexy orc paladin?"

"What's so divine about it? Also, you're the orc," the succubus replied.

"You possess a demon-like passion for life. The world is grateful to you," Ru said, waiting for the right moment to make his move.

"Are those your dying words, asshole?" said the succubus, hell-bent on killing Ru as soon as possible.

Ru said, "I have a couple more things to add. For example, La la," and he began to sing.

"Oh, sure, come on, sing your last song," the succubus said, and with the comfort of winning already, she remained indifferent to Ru's murmurs.

"Whispers carried on the wind's chill sigh,

A shadow realm where loyal spirits lie."

"Oh, too bad, it doesn't seem to work at all," the succubus said, lifting her hoof from Ru's head.

Ru continued singing, his voice echoing in the dimly lit surroundings.

"Come, dark companion, hear my mournful plea,

Bound by melody, be one with me."

Suddenly, Ru's eyes began to glow with an eerie intensity.

One of the hellhounds was charmed by Ru's song and attacked the succubus. The succubus used her claws to create a wave of flame and push the hellhound that had leaped at her away.

Taking the opportunity, Ru had already stood up and moved behind the succubus.

"Surprise, bitch!" Ru shouted, her voice echoing through the ruins. He always wanted to say this sentence.

Immediately, he, without waiting for any response, cut her carotid artery with a piece of glass.

While one hellhound was preoccupied with a rather gruesome feast, the other turned its attention to Ru.

He flashed a grin and said, "Cheese!" as he snapped a quick photo.

The hellhound was momentarily stopped by the flash on the phone. Ru took advantage of the situation and, while still holding the camera, began to escape.

"Nihahaha!"

He sprinted through the labyrinth of alleys, his heart pounding a frantic rhythm. The shadows offered fleeting sanctuary, but the relentless pursuit of the demons kept him on edge. Finally, bursting from the cluttered chaos of a junkyard, he spotted a glimmer of hope: a battered motorcycle and a discarded crowbar.

The roar of the engine echoed through the desolate alleyways as Ru twisted the throttle. The machine vibrated beneath him. This drive would be a concrete manifestation of his anger.

"Yeah, baby!"

Ru showed up on the square and used the motorcycle to fend off the demon horde. It passed through them like a tornado of metal and fury.

But then, during the chaos, he heard a desperate mewling and slammed on the brakes. The motorcycle skidded to a halt, and there, trapped in a corner, was a ginger cat. Without hesitation, Ru abandoned the motorcycle and grabbed the crowbar, ready to face the renewed onslaught.

With a ferocity born of desperation, he fought with a wildness reminiscent of the orc knight of his dreams, which made him sexy. At one point he got stuck and had to retreat towards the corner where the cat was.

He took a deep breath and...

Let out his first battle cry.

Ru let out a deep roar, like a wild animal. As the last traces of the human voice receded, a deep, formidable rumble took its place. It was a low growl that seemed to come from deep down in the earth.

His normally cheerful green eyes took on a wild glint. A bright flame erupted from the depths of his chest. It was a fire of uncontrollable wrath, filled with destructive energy.

The flames swirled and wriggled, their ruby tongues licking the approaching darkness. Not only were they destructive, but they also purged the alleys of demonic dirt.

The demons screamed in pain as their etheric forms were burned by the bright flames. They were beings of shadow and despair, and the raw, life-affirming energy of fire stood in stark contrast to them. Their essence, once contaminated with pure evil, was purified in the crucible of flame, leaving only the ashes of their previous existence.

"Oh my goddess, what have I done?" Asking that question, Ru took action again when the cat jumped into his lap.

He returned to the motorcycle, holding the cat in his arms, and depressed the gas pedal. He still had a few more imps to defeat and hellhounds to avoid. As he proceeded into the darkness of night, the city lights became a fuzzy kaleidoscope, and he felt a peculiar sensation of calm. In a world overwhelmed by darkness, he discovered a glimmer of light that reminded him of the humanity that still persisted among disaster.

The cat!