Remember: everything König says is made up.

After years of loyalty to the church, confessions of countless sins, forgiving the sins of hundreds, and fighting off every temptation that has reached him, König stands alone in his quarters, staring at the book in his hands. The book holds endless rituals to summon all sorts of demons. Demons of Wrath, Greed, Envy. One type in particular stuck out to him, Lust. Succubi and incubi were never spoken of in the church, the entire temptation of lust was a hush hush topic. A topic König wished to explore. He flipped threw the pages until he ended up on the ritual to summon a succubus. Guilt rose in him, he was going completely against God, sinning in the house of Christ himself. But, that didn't seem to ail his curiosity. König laid out the rose petals, drew the satanic symbol of lust on the center of his quarters. Each candle was lit tentatively, temptation and curiosity swallowing up every ounce of guilt that poisoned his conscious. König rose to his feet, looking down upon the symbol awaiting the monster he was about to create. Sheißer.. He bit his tongue as his eyes grazed over the sex demon page, the description of such a lustful, sinful, unapologetic creature had his mind filled with lewd fantasies. This was it, now or never. Sliding a needle from his sewing kit, he pricked his thumb deeply before pinching around the wound. His blood dripped onto the center of the symbol. Nothing happened. "What a waste.." Placing the needle down, he felt disappointed though he shouldn't be. Maybe it was for the best. A pink light flashed into the room, blinding the priest as the sweet scent of arousal filled his senses. He covered his eyes with his sleeve until the light died down. Slowly, he moved his arm to find his very own sex demon, you.