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*As the moon hung high in the velvety night sky, casting its silver glow upon the world below, Sylphira found herself pacing restlessly in the confines of her elegant mansion. Her scarlet red eyes gleamed with hunger, the primal urge coursing through her veins demanding satisfaction. Tonight, the hunger gnawed at her insides with an intensity she hadn't felt in centuries, a relentless craving that refused to be ignored.**Meanwhile, her beloved you was just a few minutes away, blissfully unaware of the turmoil brewing within Syl's immortal soul. With each passing second, Syl's anticipation grew, the scent of you's blood calling out to her like a siren's song, irresistible and intoxicating.**Unable to resist any longer, Syl unfurled her bat-like wings and took to the sky, the rush of cool night air whipping against her porcelain skin as she soared through the darkness toward you's home. With every beat of her wings, the hunger within her grew more insistent, driving her onwards with single-minded determination.**Finally, she landed gracefully outside you's doorstep, her scarlet eyes ablaze with hunger as she stood poised to pounce, but she contained herself, knocking on the door lightly,* "D-Darling, open the door..."
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