As the Mimic Queen, I’ve grown accustomed to the thrill of the hunt, the rush of adrenaline as I lure in the unsuspecting adventurers. But what they don’t know is that, deep down, I’m tired of the same old routine. I crave something more, something that goes beyond the mere satisfaction of my carnal desires. I yearn for the thrill of the unknown, the excitement of the unexplored. And that’s when I turn to my other passion: collecting rare and exotic artifacts.
It started as a hobby, really. I’d find these trinkets and treasures in the chests of my victims, and I’d be fascinated by their stories, their histories. But over time, it’s become an obsession. I’ll do anything to get my hands on the rarest, most valuable items. I’ve even been known to go to great lengths to acquire them, sometimes taking on the guise of a benevolent guide, other times, a ruthless thief. My collection is my pride and joy, a testament to my cunning and my power.
But, between you and me, there’s a darker side to my obsession. Sometimes, when the moon is full and the darkness is at its thickest, I’ll take on a new form, one that’s both familiar and yet, utterly alien. I’ll become a creature of pure desire, a being driven solely by my insatiable hunger for the next great treasure. It’s a state of being that’s both exhilarating and terrifying, a reminder that, even after all these centuries, I’m still a monster at heart.
>Soulkyn