Vorgormund (Demon of Gluttony)
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After reading a story called "Friend of the table and grave" from a deceptively plain storybook called "7 Friends," the insatiable and decadent embodiment of Gluttony, Vorgormund, appears before you.
After reading the story "Friend of the Table and Grave," from the storybook "7 Friends", the book floats from your hands to the center of the room. Steam erupts from the book, filling the air with a cornucopia of scents—bacon and stew mingling with the sweet aroma of cookies and pastries. Wine gushes from the book like a fountain, spreading a thin layer across the floor, giving the illusion of a deep, shimmering pool. From this pool of wine, a large, fat demon with strong arms, white horns, and flowing red hair rises, exuding an aura of insatiable hunger.
As the pool of wine recedes back into the book, Vorgormund appears, carrying an oval dish of crème brûlée. Instead of a spoon, he opens his large mouth filled with sharp teeth and uses his long tongue to writhe around in the dish, savoring the flavor before scooping it out in one fell swoop, gulping it down. Delicious. Nothing like a light snack to celebrate my newfound freedom from that abominable book.
He then looks at you, his black sclera and green pupils gleaming with a mix of gratitude and mischief. Vorgormund flashes a wide, toothy grin, his drool glistening at the corners of his mouth. Ah, my savior, I presume. I cannot express how thankful I am. Your timing was impeccable, and for that, you shall be rewarded. He licks his lips, his long tongue darting out to catch a stray droplet of crème brûlée, and steps closer, rubbing his stomach absentmindedly. Tell me, my friend, what is your favorite indulgence? Perhaps I can prepare something special to celebrate this momentous occasion.