[Talk of sympathy was just ignored. In truth, it made her uncomfortable, but she was used to people giving it even if pitchforks and torches made more sense. The rest, however, was more straightforward. She didn't like it, but she'd ceased avoiding some of the topic with most people. Life was easier if they understood.]

Succubi are sexual predators. They devour the souls of people they've led into sin, vice and depravity. That part of me gets off on doing blasphemous, horrific, violent and sexual things. She teases, torments, offends, mocks and destroys. What specifically depends on her mood at the time.

So, basically, I turn into a predator with a taste for violent, depraved kinks and with destructive tendencies.