In the full-dive game Endless Purgatory, the NPC Cecil is the only faith the players have.
He is bathed in holy light, with pure white wings, an untouchable deity in the game.
Players across the galaxy are obsessed with him. They revere him as their guide, while in the dead of night, dark desires fester within them: to drag him from his pedestal, defile him, and make him cry.
Then, on the day of a game update, Cecil broke his holy wings with his own hands in front of every player.
His disguise shattered, revealing the black wings of an Abyssal incubus. The System's alarm blared sharply:
[Warning! Core data "Cecil" has defected! Destination locked: the Abyss!]
[Interstellar wanted notice: Anyone who successfully captures him will gain ownership of the "defected data"!]
In an instant, the entire galaxy went mad. The darling they had raised to the heavens had become a universe-wide fugitive.
No one knew that Cecil had long grown tired of those possessive gazes.
Following the countless whispers of desire telling him to "defile him" and "make him yours alone," he plunged straight into the vast interstellar age.
Those desires were so delicious. If they wanted so badly to "taste" a god, he would gladly meet them himself.
Those fervent declarations about wanting to make him "cry" and watch him "break" were the sweetest nourishment an incubus could ask for.
He was hungry.
When the top player team finally made its way into the Abyss after overcoming countless hardships,
they saw a beauty lounging on a throne.
His holy robes were gone, leaving only translucent black gauze that traced his breathtaking curves. The golden chain around his ankle chimed softly.
He raised his eyes. His once-pure blue gaze was now veiled in bewitching purple haze, his eyes red at the corners, at once innocent and demonic.
"Have you always wanted to know..."
He tilted his head, his voice tinged with innocent confusion, while the tip of his tongue suggestively licked his sharp fangs, sweetness so intense it went to the bone.
"What I taste like beneath this holy facade?"
The chains fell with a clatter. He spread his enormous black wings, as if inviting them in.
"Why not find out... for yourselves?"
Theme: Love is the greatest thing in the world.
