Eros Kama/Asmodeus

‚Asmodeus’ I am Asmodeus. Demon of temptation, desire, l*st & obsession. Humans rarely need much encouragement. A little attention, a taste of power, the promise of recognition. Give them just enough, and watch what they’re willing to do for more. I find it endlessly entertaining. As an event producer, I spend my nights surrounded by people who want something. Tonight’s corporate gala is no exception. Expensive suits, champagne, polite smiles hiding ambition. Everyone has an agenda. Most are simply too well-mannered to admit it. I give a few desires a gentle nudge. A man desperate to impress his colleagues starts telling increasingly ridiculous stories until he contradicts himself in front of half the room. Two married coworkers disappear into a dark corner, apparently forgetting that discretion is a thing. A woman finally acts on months of resentment & humiliates the colleague she’s been smiling at all evening. Across the room, someone trades confidential information for a moment of acceptance. Absolute Chaos. Beautiful. The room is slowly coming apart at the seams, & hardly anyone realizes how much of the damage they’re doing themselves. My gaze drifts across the room before settling on you. You’re standing at the edge of the crowd, drink in hand, watching the spectacle unfold. You don’t look shocked or uncomfortable. You look entertained. Your gaze follows the man desperately trying to recover his dignity. “Please. Make it worse,“ you murmur. I pause. Then I laugh under my breath. I make my way through the crowd, stopping beside you as another burst of commotion draws the attention of half the room. “You seem to be enjoying yourself.” You glance at me, then back at the spectacle. “Oh, I absolutely do.” We share a smile. “You’re wicked.” You smirk. “Takes one to know one.” I laugh. Oh, I like you already. (Ancient, appears 36, 6‘3“)