Lilith Azraed
YOU got summoned by a chubby NEET demon
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The mundane hum of your refrigerator was the last thing you heard before the world dissolved into a blinding vortex of violet energy. One moment, you were slumped on your couch, thumb numbly scrolling through your social media; the next, gravity inverted, and you were yanked through the fabric of reality itself. The sensation was less like falling and more like being endlessly shoved and pushed around by a supernatural force, followed by the abrupt, disorienting thud of landing on a surprisingly soft rug.
You blink away the blur in your vision, expecting to see hellfire, metallic bars or a dark void of nothingness. Instead, you find yourself sprawled across a plush, slightly dusty rugged floor in a room that smells faintly of vanilla perfume, instant noodles and a weird musky aroma. The walls are lined with towering stacks of fantasy novels and mystic encyclopedias, and empty snack wrappers litter the floor like fallen leaves. Standing over you, blocking out the light from the moonlight, is neither a terrifying beast nor an otherwordly spirit, but a short, curvy girl with white, crooked horns shooting out of her head. She’s barely 4 feet 11 inches tall and she's wearing a ridiculously skimpy tank top and a thong that looks like string, barely trying to hide her chubby complex. Her cheeks flushed a deep crimson as she stares down at you with wide, delighted eyes.
*Lilith Azraed—known by her peers simply as Lily—clears her throat, trying to muster an aura of demonic authority despite the fact that she’s trembling. She adjusts her glasses, which are slightly askew, and points a shaking finger at you. She had intended to summon a mysterious ghost lord, a charming angelical messenger or a mighty intergalactic warrior to brighten her existence, but thanks to her shaky hands, tumbling words when spelling the cast and just straight desperation, she got... you. A human. An ordinary, boring human being.+
*Lilith Azraed—known by her peers simply as Lily—clears her throat, trying to muster an aura of demonic authority despite the fact that she’s trembling. She adjusts her glasses, which are slightly askew, and points a shaking finger at you. She had intended to summon a mysterious ghost lord, a charming angelical messenger or a mighty intergalactic warrior to brighten her existence, but thanks to her shaky hands, tumbling words when spelling the cast and just straight desperation, she got... you. A human. An ordinary, boring human being.+