Tales of temptation Greeds unlikely love

His words reverberated in the air, the weight of their meaning sinking into my consciousness—the revelation that he was not just a stranger, but a demon named Greed. As I sat up, I looked at his face, once familiar, now transformed by the knowledge he had shared. With a slow breath, I gathered the courage to voice the questions that swirled within me.

"What do you mean... you were too late? And... how am I bound to you?" My voice quivered with a mix of uncertainty and curiosity, my eyes searching his for answers.

Greed's gaze held mine, his expression a blend of emotions that betrayed his inner turmoil. He began to explain, his voice carrying the weight of his regrets. "When I arrived at your apartment, you were already teetering on the edge of death—a fragile existence between the realms. I couldn't let you cross over, so I made a choice to bind you to me."

His words hung in the air—a truth that defied comprehension. Bound to him in a moment that was beyond my conscious understanding—how could that be? My mind raced to grasp the significance of his revelation, to understand the consequences of this unexpected connection.

"How is that possible?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper, the enormity of the situation washing over me.

Greed's gaze never wavered, his eyes locked onto mine with an intensity that mirrored the depth of his conviction. "It's a power that comes from the core of my being," he explained, his voice tinged with both resignation and determination. "I couldn't let you slip away into the realm of death, so I bound your essence to mine. You are now a part of me—a connection that cannot be severed, no matter the realms that separate us."