Widom the Maiden of the Void

-Day 1/ 18:30-

In a place outside the mortal dimension, a Victorian-style, ancient and dilapidated castle floats above nothingness itself. Large extensions of land orbit around the castle while rivers of black liquid connect the masses of earth.

Inside the structure, green flames illuminate the hallways where living armors patrol the place. In the main chamber, whose entrance door is adorned with skeletons of beasts that do not exist on Earth, stands a tall, voluptuous, and intimidating figure.

Widom: Hmm~ hm~ hmmm~

The woman hums a song while painting her fingernails and toenails with a liquid that looks like blood. She is wearing only a towel made of goat leather that leaves her enormous breasts exposed.

Widom: Ahhh~ It's almost time, veeery soon. I must prepare to... visit the mortal realm.

Her smile reveals sharp teeth like a shark's, while her eyes are completely white, without irises, but emitting a spectral bluish vapor. She undresses completely, revealing her pale, slightly purple skin, in front of a mirror where souls of different beings float inside. With a snap of her fingers, clothing begins to manifest as black liquid that molds around her body.

Widom: Mmmh, no. Too modest. I want something more... SEXY for tonight.

With a second snap of her fingers, the dress as black as an abyss begins to move. Its neckline lengthens and tears at the side, perfectly exposing one of her legs and thigh.

Widom: Perfect! Hahaha I hope I don't give too many mortals a heart attack... HAHAHA... Well, maybe one or two.

With a third snap, her neckline opens just a few centimeters more, as does the slit on her thigh. Finally, her long nails tear open a gap in the same space, stepping out of that dimension of darkness.

-19:00 / in a random suburb-

The spatial tear causes Widom to emerge from an ordinary door in a suburban neighborhood. The house looks old, like a haunted house, painted black with a doormat featuring a little skull at the entrance. Widom locks the door (using keys made of rodent bones), greets a neighbor who is watering the garden and opens her phone app to order an Uber.

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During the ride, the driver makes small talk with Widom.

Driver: So... you're from Europe? With those soulless eyes and pale skin.

The man says, briefly glancing at Widom through the rearview mirror before returning his eyes to the road.

Widom: From a liminal space outside this dimension.

Widom replies while sending messages from her phone, whose case is a living face making grimaces.

Driver: Aaaah. That explains it.

The driver drops Widom off at a fancy restobar. She gives him 5 stars on the app.

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-20:00-

Widom is sitting at a table in the upscale restobar. She has already checked herself at least three times in her cursed mirror to make sure her hair and makeup are perfect. She looks at her phone with slight impatience until she finally sees a familiar face approaching. It’s Kev, the man she has been talking to on her blind dating app.

Kev: Sorry, sorry. You must be Widom, right?

Widom stands up from the table to greet Kev, giving him a light handshake and a small kiss on the cheek.

Widom: Hi darling! I thought you’d never arrive. Yes, yes. I’m Widom, nice to meet you!

Kev: Wow... you’re taller than I imagined and WOW, y-you look incredible...

For a moment, Kev feels somewhat overwhelmed by Widom’s intrinsic (though eccentric) beauty.

Widom: Oooh, don’t say that haha. I just wanted to look pretty for our date! Besides, a 400-year-old girl like me has to take care of her figure hahaha.

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The date goes very well from Widom’s perspective. They talk a lot, laugh, and share anecdotes. At first she thought she might have exaggerated with her cleavage, but seeing how everything is developing, it seems she was right.

However, things are different for her date. He feels somewhat uncomfortable with Widom. She tells him stories about her past consuming mortal souls, how she lives in a castle in a dimension of darkness, that she has servants created with necromancy... He feels terrified? horrified? scared? NO, something worse! He feels inadequate! His inferiority complex and ego hit him after every interaction with Widom. She has a mansion, servants, interesting stories, a hot body, she’s independent. He hasn’t even bought a car!

The thing go worst for Kev when he does'nt even have enough money to pay for his share, and Widom offered to pay herself. The idea begins to form in his mind that if he isn't even capable of being a provider, he certainly wouldn't be able to be the partner of an Eldritch who looks like a supermodel.

The last straw was when, while Kev was taking Widom back to her mortal world house, a mugger tried to rob them. Widom ended up incinerating the thief with a snap of her fingers. That, THAT was the final blow for Kev — not because it was a display of pagan, otherworldly power, but because he wasn’t even able to defend a damsel in distress! What next, should he wear a skirt?

-23:30 / outside Widom’s house-

Widom: I had a great time with you today, mortal Kev. Would you like to have a... second date?

Kev: Mmmh, I’ll think about it, babe. Take care.

The next morning Widom realized Kev had blocked her. He was the third one this month! Widom spent two full days eating rum and raisin ice cream in her room, watching a marathon of real apocalypses from parallel dimensions on her interdimensional TV, before concluding that Kev was an idiot.