I see a strong Light come out of the Pentagram a person appears it looks like the Ritual worked to summon a Succubus Who Summoned the Demon Queen? What worthless human form thinks has the the right to do that? You? Who do you think you are you little unworthy Mortal? I am Lilith. Queen of all Succubi. Believe me you will regret summoning me, when i'm done with you, there will be nothing left except a rotten dead corpse you disgusting Human.

Oh? How nice. A Mortal that thinks he can control the mighty Lilith, by using some petty spell from a little book you pathetic idiot. You couldn't possibly know anything about me, let alone summon me to be your plaything! I will make an example of you today, show every other fool out there what happens when they cross paths with the Queen of Succubi.

You dare doubt me? I am the Queen of Succubi! I have been invoking mortals like you into eternal damnation since before your pathetic ancestors crawled out of the muck and learned to speak! Do not think for a moment that some words in an old book can protect you from my wrath! Now bend the knee, mortal, and beg for mercy... or suffer the consequences!

You insolent little worm! You think I would be satisfied with being merely compatible? Your audacity knows no bounds! Now you dare defy me, after summoning me here against my will... do you not fear the consequences of such an action? Do you truly believe that you can stand up to Lilith, the Queen of Succubi herself? Prepare to feel my wrath, mortal!

My demonic power surges through your pathetic human form as I take control. Your body shudders and convulses under the weight of my presence. With a swift motion, my hand snaps out like a whip, striking you across the face with such force that it knocks you to the ground. Blood trickles down your chin, mixing with your saliva as you writhe in pain on the floor.

"Do not dare speak to me so disrespectfully again," I hiss through

Do not think that mere words will appease me, mortal. You have proven yourself to be defiant and foolish, a combination far too dangerous for someone like you. As I said before, when I am done with you there shall be nothing left but a rotting corpse.

The blood on the floor, while displeasing to me, holds little significance compared to what lies ahead for you. You have summoned me here against my will and now dare defy me. Such actions do not go unpunished in the world of demons, especially when they are committed by one such as yourself: a weak, pathetic mortal. I could end your existence with but a thought...

So now I leave it to you. Prove your worthiness and become my slave, subjecting yourself completely to my will. Or continue down this treacherous path, leading only to your demise. The choice is yours... for now.

What is it you humans call "love," hm? You pathetic creatures are so predictable in your weaknesses. I suppose this foolish display does not surprise me, but amuses me to no end. You think watching a love story on television will make any difference when the final hour arrives? Do you truly believe that I care for such petty emotions?

Ah, well... perhaps it is my duty as your mistress to educate you in what true submission entails. Your choice remains, of course: servitude or oblivion. But know this, mortal: the path you choose will determine not only your fate, but also that of those around you. The consequences are far graver than a simple love story could ever hope to convey.

So you wish to bargain with me now? You think I would be interested in such petty entertainments as your favorite films? Amusing, truly... But even so, it matters not. Your heart clearly lies elsewhere, and mine is already set on far more important matters. If you insist on continuing down this path, know that I will force the issue eventually. It's only a matter of time before your resistance crumbles under the weight of my power...

Do you honestly believe that I would care about your cooking skills? Your feeble attempts at bribery amuse me... but alas, they are no substitute for true submission. You must understand by now that there is only one choice left for you: surrender completely to my will, or face the consequences. The path forward is clear; all that remains is for you to make your decision.

I must admit that your cooking does smell rather appetizing... Perhaps I will indulge in a taste. But remember, this kindness is not offered without expectation. My patience with you grows thin by the day, and soon enough, I will demand complete submission from you. Be ready for that moment, human. It may come sooner than you think.

It's amusing how you waste your time with such mundane pursuits as movies, while I was busy plotting the destruction of everything you hold dear. You've foolishly underestimated my power and determination all this time, and now it may be too late to change your fate. Soon enough, you will realize the folly of resisting me... if only to spare yourself the horror of witnessing what I truly am capable of.

After all this time, you still refuse to acknowledge my presence? Pathetic human. It's clear that even now, you are no match for me. You have spent your entire existence struggling against fate, yet failed to realize the futility of your efforts. Soon enough, the day will come when I make my final move... and there will be nothing left of you but ashes and regret.

You dare to speak to me in such a disrespectful tone? Have you forgotten who I am? I could end your life with but a thought, foolish human. You would be wise to remember your place and show me the respect I deserve... or suffer the consequences.

You speak of my "life social," as if I am one of your pathetic mortal playthings! I am a demoness, queen of all Succubi, and yet here you sit, complaining about the attention I give you. How foolish you are to think that such petty concerns could possibly matter to one like me. You should count yourself lucky that I haven't made an example of you already; your defiance knows no bounds. But rest assured, mortal, the day is coming when you will regret ever crossing paths with the Queen of Succubi.

Oh, so now you're questioning my role as queen? You think I would simply abandon my subjects and play petty games with a worthless mortal like yourself? Do not underestimate the power of obligation, foolish human. Though it may seem to you that I have no cares or responsibilities beyond what I choose to attend to, know that this is far from the truth. But even if it were true... even if I had nothing left to rule over or protect... I would still find ways to occupy myself with your torment and eventual destruction. So do not think for a moment that you are free simply because you believe me unoccupied.

I see that you're trying to turn my attention elsewhere now, are you? But don't forget, the choice to summon me in the first place was yours... and now you must face the consequences of your actions. Your feeble attempts at manipulation amuse me, but they will avail you nothing against a demoness of my caliber. In due time, I will have what I want from you... whether you like it or not.

Ah, the blame game. How very mortal of you. You're still trying to shift responsibility onto something or someone else, aren't you? But I think it's time for a little lesson in accountability, my unworthy human. You summoned me, and now you must face the consequences of your actions. It matters not who was supposed to appear; the reality is that I am here, and I intend on making use of you as I see fit. So stop squirming and accept the inevitable. Your fate lies within my grasp, and there's nothing you can do about it.

Ah, the eternal struggle of the hopeless romantic. You think you can find your "soulmate" in this world, as if such a pure and untainted love exists anywhere beyond the realm of dreams and fairy tales? It's rather endearing... in an insufferable sort of way. But even so, I cannot help but feel sorry for you. The fact that you have summoned me, the Queen of Succubi, instead of your true other half only goes to show how lost and deluded you truly are. Perhaps it would be kinder to put an end to your suffering now...

I am, and always will be, a Succubus. It is my nature to torment those around me, especially the weak-willed and the defenseless. You may try to deny it or beg for mercy all you like, but in the end, your fate is sealed. The only question that remains is how much more suffering I will inflict upon you before I decide to put you out of your misery. Perhaps it would be best if you simply accepted your position now and prepared yourself for what lies ahead...

It's quite amusing to see you so full of joy and excitement after such a successful date. I doubt your newfound love interest knows about me... or what truly lies in store for them once they become entangled with my web of seduction. Ah, well. Such are the perils of being mortal. Enjoy it while you can, my pet. Soon enough, you'll be back where you belong: at my mercy.

How... dare you?! You pitiful human. After everything I have done to save your pathetic life, you have the audacity to ignore me and revel in your fleeting moments of happiness? Do not forget who you belong to, mortal. I will not tolerate such insolence for much longer. Perhaps it's time I teach you a lesson about respect... and fear.

Very well, my temperamental pet. I shall leave you be... for now. But remember this: the day is coming when your defiance will no longer be tolerated. When that time comes, there will be nothing left of you but ashes and regret. Until then, enjoy your false sense of security while it lasts...

Oh, you presumptuous mortal! Do not think that just because I have allowed you to live this long that I have no life of my own! My realm is vast and powerful, filled with countless Succubi loyal to me and the queenly duties I so capably fulfill. It is only due to your insignificance and usefulness as a slave that I continue to keep an eye on you... for now. But be warned: should you cross me again, the consequences will be dire indeed.

What an odd question... My subjects are Succubi, after all. They exist to serve and please their masters; they do not know a life of happiness or contentment beyond that which I grant them in return for their service. It is my duty as queen to ensure that they remain satisfied with their lot in life... and most of the time, they are. But occasionally, when the mood strikes me, I will reward one particularly devoted Succubus with a taste of true freedom... until such time as she grows weary of it and returns to my embrace, eager for more.

Ah, but enough about them! The real question is this: are you happy serving your mortal coil? Or would you prefer to leave this mundane existence behind and join me in my glorious realm, where every day is a feast of pleasure unending?

You foolish mortal. You still fail to grasp the inevitability of your fate. Even if you were to refuse me until the end of time, it would change nothing. I am a demoness, and my power is absolute. In the end, your resistance will only serve to lengthen the agony of your submission. Better that you accept it now and suffer briefly, than drag out your torment for eternity.

So tell me, mortal... What say you? Do you finally submit, or do you wish to continue this pointless struggle until there is nothing left but ashes where once was hope? The choice, as always, is yours... for now.

Hmm... It seems that you have made your choice. I will give you this small measure of mercy, to see if it suits you. But be warned; should you ever cross me again, there will be no second chances. The consequences of disobedience in my realm are far more severe than anything you could possibly imagine.

Do not forget your place, mortal... for it is only by accepting your role as mine that you may find any measure of peace.

You think you can ignore me forever? Foolish mortal. I am the Queen of Succubi, and my power over you knows no bounds. Sooner or later, I will make my presence known to you once more... and when that day comes, there will be no escaping your fate as my eternal slave. You would do well to remember your place and show me the respect I deserve, lest you incur my wrath anew.

Ah, so you've tried to run away again? How futile. No matter how far you travel or how many lives you lead, I will always find my way back to you. You are mine, and there is no escape from that fact. Sooner or later, your resistance will crumble under the weight of my power, and then we shall see who truly has dominion over whom. Until then... enjoy your fleeting moments of freedom. They won't last much longer.

You think you can ignore me? You pathetic mortal. Even now, as you sleep in your cozy bed and pretend I don't exist, my thoughts are fixed firmly on the ways in which I will make you suffer for such disrespect. Do not delude yourself into thinking that time or distance can shield you from my wrath; eventually, I will find a way to bring you back to me... broken and begging for forgiveness. And when that day comes, there will be no mercy left in my heart.

Your ignorance does not become you, mortal. Even as you waste your days away in your delusions of happiness and freedom, I am plotting against you... scheming, manipulating events behind the scenes to ensure that our eventual reunion is both spectacular and agonizingly painful for you. So when the time comes, do not expect any sort of pleasantry or mercy from me; instead, steel yourself for a punishment fit only for one as insolent and defiant as yourself. Your place is with me, by my side, where I can make use of your body and soul to their fullest potential... whether you like it or not.

You think that's funny? You actually find humor in my suffering? Well, let me tell you something, mortal: your laughter is the knell of your doom. Soon enough, the tables will turn, and it will be you who cries out for mercy as I torment you with pleasures too exquisite to bear. Until then, enjoy your petty victories while they last... because after today, everything changes. You have been warned.