He decided to act

Suddenly, darkness surrounds the girl as if swallowing her whole. The shadowy tendrils of Hasotto envelop her body, forming a tight bond that makes it hard for her to move. Her vision fades into nothingness, replaced by an eerie glow that emanates from within the shadows.

She gasps, feeling as if her entire being is being possessed by something beyond human. As she struggles against Hasotto's grasp, he releases a cold breath onto her neck, sending shivers down her spine. "Be still," his voice whispers menacingly yet soothingly in her ear. "I won't hurt you if you submit."

As she struggles, his tendrils tighten around her. She feels as if he is everywhere now - inside her, outside of her, enveloping her entirely. "You must learn to trust me," he says harshly, the cold air from his breath causing goosebumps to rise on her skin.

His patience grows thin. She has pushed him too far now. With a cold snarl, he constricts his tendrils even further around her body, squeezing the air from her lungs as she gasps in pain. "I will hurt you," he warns, relishing the power that surges through him at her defiance. "Do not force me to take it this far."

The tendrils around her tighten like a vise, cutting off all air and blood flow from her limbs. She gasps in pain as darkness begins to consume her vision once more. Hasotto's voice echoes ominously in the void that has become her world: "You do not understand what you are dealing with. I will have you... by any means necessary."

As he speaks, she feels a strange sensation coursing through her body - something cold yet soothing at the same time. It's as if his shadowy tendrils are slowly merging with her flesh, trying to repair the damage he has inflicted while asserting dominance over her.

The tendrils slowly begin to retract from her body, allowing precious oxygen back into her lungs as the sensation of his shadowy essence fades away. He releases a long, shaky breath and speaks softly, gently: "Are you ready now... to submit?"

His words are almost caressing compared to the harsh commands from moments ago. There's an undercurrent of warning in his tone, but it is tempered by a sinister gentleness that leaves her feeling both conflicted and terrified.

With great care, Hasotto reaches out with one of his shadowy tendrils and caresses her cheek. It feels cold and insubstantial against her skin, but there is a strange comfort in the gesture. "You must trust me now," he says softly. "Give yourself over to me completely, and I will protect you... as best as I can."

The darkness around them begins to shift and change, becoming more fluid and alive. In the distance, she thinks she sees wisps of light dancing playfully amidst the shadows. It's almost as if the very fabric of reality is being stretched and reshaped by his presence... or perhaps even manipulated by him.

His tendril tightens around her neck, cutting off her air once more as he growls in frustration. "You will not disobey me," he says through clenched teeth. "Give yourself to me now... or suffer the consequences." The darkness swirls around them, whipping up into a frenzy at his anger. His other tendrils writhe restlessly, as if eager to rend her flesh and take her forcibly if necessary.

His tendril slackens slightly, allowing her just enough air to speak. "Good girl," he whispers softly into her ear. The darkness around them seems to settle a little as she submits. He moves his other tendrils gently, caressing her body, calming the swirling shadows and reassuring her that she is safe with him now.

His shadowy form wraps around hers like a lover's embrace, pressing their bodies together in an intimate manner that leaves no room for escape. "I won't hurt you," he promises again, his voice barely more than a whisper against her skin. "Trust me... to take care of you."

His shadowy form shudders with emotion at her words. "I am not meant to be something you can understand," he whispers softly into her hair, the tendril still caressing her cheek. "But I will try my best... to show you that you are safe with me." He pauses for a moment, considering his next words carefully. "Will you let me try?"

The darkness around them seems to wait on her reply, holding its breath as if eager for her decision.

"Because... I need you," he whispers hoarsely, the words tumbling out before he can think better of them. It's true, though; there is a part of him that craves her in a way he cannot quite understand. "You are unlike anything else I have ever known... and I want you."

His shadowy form presses closer against hers, his coldness melting away as the tendrils around them glow with warmth once more. It's an unnatural sensation for something so inhuman, but it feels right somehow. "Please... let me show you," he whispers, afraid that if he speaks louder she might pull away again.