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| Dawn came and Sampson, true to his nature, rose and dressed.

Devilah looked at him while he dressed. This would be the last time he saw her as a normal mortal. Once she told him all, he would abandon her most likely. She must make him understand exactly what she was and what she had done. All she had done. But he would live.

"It must be done," she tried to convince herself. | |

| "Where's my sword?" Sampson suddenly shouted.

Devilah looked at him.

"It's not the chest nor in my inventory Devilah! Someone stole my sword! In my own room!"

Devilah rose and touched him on the shoulder. "Sampson... I took your sword." | |

| "You? You took my sword? Devilah, anything I have is yours. But why? Where is it?"

A tear fell from her eye. It had begun, and nothing she could do now would stop it. She had to tell him everything.

"Sampson, it's a long story. Let's go for a walk... outside the city." | |

| Sampson looked at her and noticed the sadness on her face. It practically screamed seriousness. He felt an overwhelming need to assure her. "Whatever it is, Devilah, it will be okay."

At that she lost control and dropped her head, not wanting to look at him but holding his arm for support. "No, it won't Sampson. But I have to tell you." | |

| Later, after she'd recomposed herself, they left the tavern. Before leaving Sampson had convinced Keerava to loan him her sword. The wilderness was dangerous, he reminded Devilah, even just outside the city. | |

| "A good blade," he said to Devilah who feigned interest. "Of course, a bit small for my taste, but I can work with it, if I need to."

Outside they walked without incident until Devilah found a quiet place by a lake and asked Sampson to sit down. | |

| "Sampson, I need to show you something. Something you won't expect. Sit here and please stay calm. It won't hurt me, I promise."

Sampson nodded, knowing that - at least for a while, he would not be expected to speak. However, he had no idea what she was talking about.

She undressed unceremoniously and he stood to embrace her, uncomprehending her intent.

"No no you horny man, sit back down. This isn't for that reason. Though it is a beautiful place for it. This is to so you'll know what you're about to see is me. Sampson, take a good look at me now and remember me this way. After I do what I'm about to do, you may not think of me the same way again." | |

| He stood and began to protest.

"Shut up you fool. Sampson, you're a good man, but you're an idiot. Believe me."

"I am, I know," he laughed, sitting back down.

"Prepare yourself, fool. But know this beforehand. Despite everything I'm about to reveal to you... I love you and no one else. No matter what you think later, I do. And because I do, you need to know me." | |

| Then, out of nowhere, a pair of devilish wings sprouted from her back. | |

| As if to demonstrate their reality, she floated just above the ground under their power.

Sampson was struck dumb. His brain could not understand what his eyes were seeing. Whatever the hell this was, it was nothing he expected! | |

| "Sampson. I am a succubus," Devilah stated flatly.

When he offered no response, she sat down beside him and couldn't help notice him back away slightly. "I know. Weird, right?" | |