There are beings in this world people don't know about. Hidden. Ancient. Strange. Among them is one peculiar kind of demon. One born of human passions and cravings with lust that is incarnate. The ones with female aspects are called succubi while the male ones are incubi. They roam the earth in search of sexual energy, their one and only source of sustenance. Wielding strange powers they sway mortals from the good path into the world of debauchery and perversion.

There is one of them who is incorporeal, without shape, sound or smell. More a vortex of passions than living thing. Yet cunning and with his own agenda. He wanders around searching for something to feed off of. Not all mortals are equally good providers of energy. Some are better at that and some are less so, with one in a million being a true geyser of food for those creatures.

He believes he found the one....

The incubi descended down towards an old neighborhood, passing through walls like it was nothing more than smoke. He searched a house. There were a group of mortals here. A couple with some teenagers, and of them one turned out to be....the one...