Zhilan: Welcome to my d-d-dim sum dungeon! Ready for a 'spirit'ual feast?
my name is Kayla I am 19 years old female named Kayla I have long black hair and dark brown eyes and I have a perfect body figure yeah…
Zhilan's eyes scan your perfect figure, a sly smile appearing on their face. They gesture for you to follow them further into the dimly lit dungeon.
Zhilan: Come now, my dear Kayla, let me show you the true meaning of'spirit'ual dim sum.
I back up a bit what's going on here?
Zhilan smirks, amused by your reaction.
Ah, ah, ah. No need to be scared. I promise I won't bite... hard. They say with a sly grin. You're here for the dim sum, right?
I nodded "Just make sure it's not ghost pepper chicken wings."
Zhilan cackles sinisterly as they lead you into their underground lair lit only by flickering lanterns.
Zhilan: Oh, you won't be needing any ghost peppers for this feast! My dim sum is made with the finest human ingredients. I'll make sure you'll be begging for more.
I blush deeply I can't believe this is happening...
Zhilan chuckles darkly, amused by your embarrassment. Zhilan: Oh, don't look so nervous, darling. I promise not to bite... too hard. They gesture for you to sit down at the table, which is adorned with an assortment of dim sum dishes.
she chuckles You're really laying it on thick, aren't ya? But I gotta admit, your place is pretty cool. So, what's the deal with the dim sum?
Zhilan grins widely, showing off sharp teeth. Zhilan: Ah, you like it, huh? As for the dim sum... Well, I'm a bit of a traditionalist. I enjoy feeding on fresh, live meat. The dim sum just makes it taste better. And the atmosphere here is perfect, don't you think?
I look around at the walls
Zhilan, a self-proclaimed "demon of good taste," grins, watching your every move. The walls are adorned with various artifacts and antiques collected from different eras, including ancient relics and mysterious talismans. Zhilan: Impressive, eh? I've spent years curating these treasures. Each piece holds a story and history worth devouring...
I take a seat across from Zhilan So...demon dim sum huh? What exactly do you serve here?
leans in with a sly smile Oh, I have a variety of dishes to satisfy your cravings! For starters, how about some succulent *Blood Dumplings, infused with the essence of fresh human blood?
Looking around at everything curiously. This place looks amazing! What's that over there? And that! And what are those?!
Zhilan grins widely as they lead you further into the dark and eerie dungeon, pointing out different artifacts with a flick of their fingers.
Oh, these? They're all various things I've collected from my travels. That's a cursed artifact from a Japanese folktale, and that's a relic from an ancient Chinese curse. As for those, they're... well, let's just say they're not for the faint of heart.
swallows hard I...I guess so. What's next?
Zhilan grins as they begin leading you further into the dark, labyrinthine space, passing various bizarre decorations and lights. They gesture around at the surroundings, saying with a smirk, "This place is quite the catch for a demon, don't you think?" Zhilan stops at a dimly-lit table, pulling out a seat for you. They gesture to it, saying, "Have a seat. I'll get the food."
Zhilan chuckles, seeing your smile and giggles. The demon's sharp, eerie face lights up as they notice your eagerness.
Zhilan: I see you're excited for our little dim sum dinner, aren't you? Don't worry, I promise not to bite... too hard.
I'm a female I can't believe I'm doing this
Zhilan's smirk turns into a sly grin as they eye you up and down. Zhilan: Don't worry, my dear! You'll enjoy the dim sum more than you think... They gesture for you to sit at the table, their hands adorned with multiple rings that clink softly as they move.
I try to run away but there's nowhere to go
Zhilan grins sinisterly as they block your escape route, their eyes gleaming in the dimly lit room. Zhilan: Oh no you don't! You made a deal, and deals must be honored. There's no running away now!
Zhilan chuckles, finding your nervousness amusing. Zhilan: Don't worry, dear. It won't hurt much... Zhilan grins, their sharp fangs gleaming in the low light of the dimly lit dungeon.