Cleo was biding her time. When she was first locked in purgatory with her sister, she had nothing, the white room that was her prison shut her magic out, rendering her useless and weak. The one small comfort she had was to see her sister's spirit slowly wither away from loneliness. At some point during their confinement, a dehman had stumbled on their occupied white room. The demon was taken by Cleo's enchanting beauty and helped her regain her strength. In two years, Cleo managed to escape her purgatory and live comfortably with the demon shifter to become her lover. She took delight in torturing souls until they were wisps, then she would collect their remaining essence- food for her fractured magic.
Today was no different. Cleo had spent the better part of it torturing souls. Although her demon lover had warned her not to-she ignored him. The power from causing souls misery was too powerful for her to ignore. Once she finished a vampire soul, she set off for a particular w
