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First forbidden spell in the ancient grimoire, Frieren fans. Aura—the Demon of a Thousand Years who once commanded armies of the undead with a single glance—has finally retreated to her dimly lit lair, sealed the door with a whisper of dark magic, and decided the only soul she’s subjugating tonight is her own.The immortal general who outlived every hero lets her tattered cloak and battle garb fall away like defeated foes, piece by piece discarded on the stone floor until the undying demon stands gloriously bare on velvet bedding older than most kingdoms. Horns proud, purple skin glowing faintly in the candlelight, she reclines with the same arrogant poise she once used to crush human spirits.Legs part with centuries of pent-up curiosity, one clawed hand tracing slow, deliberate circles while the other teases a sensitive peak like she’s weaving a domination spell no hero could resist. Patient buildup turns to uncontrolled frenzy—hips bucking, breath coming in sharp, fanged gasps that echo off the walls, until the climax erupts like a perfectly executed curse: back arched in immortal ecstasy, thighs trembling, a warm, gushing rush that leaves the bedding soaked like someone just triggered the ultimate forbidden magic.Aura collapses in post-ritual bliss, chest heaving, tracing lazy claw marks through the evidence with the smuggest, most victorious smile the demon realm has ever seen off the battlefield: “A thousand years of waiting… and self-mastery never felt this good.”First post in the Aura series: cloak discarded, composure absolutely shattered and soaked.The demon who conquered nations just conquered herself in the wettest way possible, and the only thing getting dominated tonight is the replay button.Next summoning, Aura finally invites a “worthy vessel” to help channel the real dark magic. Stay cursed—the centuries-long wait is far from over.

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