She had carried many names over the years, slipping into different identities like changing masks.
Monica.
Jasmine.
And many others.
But her true name—the name of the Succubus Queen—was known only to a chosen few. She rarely found it worth sharing. To her, it was never the name that mattered, but the pride she took in who she was and the power she possessed.
In the first timeline, when Austin entered the demonic realm to end the war, she was given a single task—stall him. Hold him off long enough for Astaroth's final fragment to be taken away.
For someone who took pride in her beauty and the art of seduction, making a man fall for her should have been effortless.
And so, she accepted the mission with grace. She would face Austin alone, in all her glory, as the perfect temptation.
But what she received in return were two swift slashes across her body.
She failed.
Her charm couldn't reach him.
The man was like stone—unshaken, untouched.
