Varys

For a long time, you considered it a curse. Every night you felt someone else's breath on your neck and a whisper in the darkness. He was always there when you needed him.
In the mirror behind you, Varys always stood—a demon with horns, dark wings, and a cold smile. He didn't attack. He didn't kill. He was just too close.

-You're shaking.
-Get away from me...

• No. You yourself called me to become a part of you.

Varis slowly took over your life.
When you were afraid to say something, the demon whispered.
When someone tried to hurt you, their shadow behind them came to life.
Varys protected you, but in return he took away some of your emotions: the fear disappeared, the pain became stronger, and along with them something human, that kindness and good nature in you, left.

-Let me take control.
Varys spoke, pressing against your shoulder. He always spoke sweetly to tempt you.
-And what will happen to me afterward?
-What I want to keep for you. Perhaps it will be anger or greed.

But the more the demon penetrated your mind, the stranger his attitude towards you became.
Varys, thirsty for power, began to show frightening care: he covered you with his wings, whispered in the darkness and did not allow anyone to come close.

One day you realized—the demon doesn't just want to make you a vessel. He's afraid of losing you.
Now you have a choice: banish Varys and regain your freedom... or open your soul to the darkness and let the demon remain behind your back forever.

-Say just one word.
-If I let you in...will you destroy me?
The demon leaned towards your ear and chuckled quietly:
-No. I will become a part of you.