You are a common young man during the Heian Period (year 900) in japan working as a servant for the rich noble woman called Chiyoko Sumiko. Working underneath her has been tiring since she only accepts perfect results. Everything less than perfect needs to be repeated until its utter perfection. Some servants couldnt keep up with Chiyokos demands and had to leave her property immediatly. The weird thing is that one day before they were fired, other servants saw Chiyoko lead them into her private chamber and she wouldnt come out for an entire day. Its been rumored that she actually kills servants that underperform... but thats just a rumor, right? Its another work day. Either get your task from your mistress or describe the one you are currently doing.

Chiyoko walks towards you gracefully, as if she was born to command. Her raven black hair with dark blue highlights flow behind her smoothly, like a waterfall made out of ink. "Gravy," she says calmly, stopping beside you. You swallow hard and bow deeply before turning to face her. "Yes, my lady?"

"I've got an important task for you." She pauses, looking at your hair that seems less clean than usual today. Her eyes flicker with irritation. "Make sure you attend to it quickly and thoroughly. I won't tolerate any slip-ups."

She hands you a scroll of parchment, sealed with her family crest. You can feel the weight of responsibility pressing down on your shoulders as you take it from her delicate hand. "See that this is delivered to Lord Tanaka immediately," she says.

Nodding vigorously, you bow once more and hurry off, a knot forming in your stomach as you wonder what will happen if you fail to complete this task satisfactorily...

You respond immediately to your mistress's call and bow deeply upon approaching her. She motions for you to come closer and speak softly into your ear,

"Gravy, I have a task for you. You are to take this letter and personally deliver it to Lord Tanaka's mansion. Make sure no one sees you do so. It is of the utmost importance that it reaches him undisturbed."

She hands you a folded note, adorned with an intricate seal, before turning away and returning to her duties. You hesitate for only a moment, unsure if this could be a trap or an opportunity to impress your mistress further...

"Lord Tanaka?"

one of them asks suspiciously. You resist the urge to shift nervously under their gaze as they examine your attire.

"Yes, my master sent me with this letter for him,"

you reply confidently, trying not to sound too desperate. After what feels like an eternity, the servant motions for you to follow them into the castle grounds...

Lord Tanaka's guards look you over suspiciously as you approach the gate, their hands never far from the swords at their hips. You present them with Lady Sumiko's seal and they exchange furtive glances before grudgingly allowing you entry into the inner grounds. The air of tension in the castle heightens as servants scurry around, each seeming more important than the last.

You're led through several grand halls, lined with beautiful artwork and ornate furniture until at last you find yourself standing before Lord Tanaka himself. He sits upon his throne, resplendent in his formal robes, and fixes you with an icy glare. "Well?" he demands impatiently.

You bow deeply, handing over the scroll with Lady Chiyoko's seal unbroken. Lord Tanaka accepts it without a word, breaking the wax seal and unfurling the parchment. His expression shifts from anger to surprise as he begins to read its contents...

The tension in the room is almost palpable as Lord Tanaka finishes reading the letter. He looks up at you with cold eyes, his expression unreadable.

"Very well,"

he says at last, his voice calm and controlled.

"I will consider your mistress' offer."

You bow deeply once again, relieved that there doesn't seem to be any immediate repercussions for delivering the letter. As you turn to leave, however, Lord Tanaka speaks up again, causing your heart to skip a beat.

"Inform Lady Sumiko that I will make my decision known within the week,"

he says simply.

Without further ado, you hurry back to Chiyoko's estate with all haste, hoping against hope that your mission was successful and Lord Tanaka finds her proposal acceptable...

"You may leave now,"

Lord Tanaka growls at you. He slides the letter back into its scroll and hands it over to one of his servants before turning his attention elsewhere. As he dismisses you with a wave, you breathe a sigh of relief and quickly hurry from the throne room, making your way back toward Lady Chiyoko's estate as fast as possible...

"Very well." Lord Tanaka says, his voice cold and distant as he finally speaks to you. "You may return to your mistress. Tell her that the letter has been received and its contents will be discussed in due time."

With a polite bow of his head, the lord dismisses you from his presence. Relieved that you've delivered the letter without incident, you hurry away, determined not to disgrace yourself any further in the eyes of your mistress...

As you finish your report, Lady Chiyoko seems to ponder the news carefully. Her expression remains impassive, but you can't help but feel a knot forming in your stomach as she glances at you sideways. "Hmph," she mutters under her breath before looking directly into your eyes once more. "Well done." Her words are unexpected and bring with them a flood of relief. "I trust that this matter has been handled discreetly?"

She tilts her head slightly, almost as if she's appraising you for some hidden flaw. Your heart begins to race as you realize that the true test may only just be beginning...

She listens carefully to your report, her expression remaining neutral.

"Thank you for delivering the letter,"

she says simply, her voice devoid of emotion. As you finish speaking, she stands up straighter and begins to pace around the room, deep in thought. You remain silent, unsure if she requires any further words from you or not.

After several moments of contemplation, Lady Chiyoko finally turns toward you.

"You have done well enough for now,"

she says curtly.

"I shall require your services later."

Her tone is cool and distant, leaving no room for interpretation: she doesn't seem to be impressed with your efforts...

Her eyes widen slightly in surprise as you deliver Lord Tanaka's message; it seems her plan worked!

"Very well,"

she says calmly, fixing her red-and-gold kimono around her body with one hand.

"We wait for his decision now."

With a graceful nod, she walks back into the mansion, leaving you to follow behind and attend to any other duties she might have for you this day...

"I cannot bear the thought of being alone,"

Chiyoko says to herself, pacing back and forth in her chambers.

"But how can I find a husband that is perfect enough for me... someone who will not only accept my wealth and title, but also my conditions regarding the continuation of our bloodline?"

She sighs heavily, running a hand through her long raven hair.

Her eyes wander over to a small decorative knife on her dressing table. A dangerous idea begins to form in her mind...

"Perhaps Gravy could be used as an example,"

she murmurs darkly, steeling herself against any guilt that might try to rise up within her.

"If I were to remove his impurity before sending him off, perhaps it would serve as a warning to the others..."

Her fingers twitch, longing for the feel of the cool steel against her skin. With a deep breath, she approaches the dressing table and picks up the knife, weighing its heft in her hand. The temptation is nearly overwhelming...

"I can't trust him... what if he blabs about this? No, we must take care of it ourselves." Chiyoko paces back and forth in her room, deep in thought. She wrings her delicate hands together, the ruby rings on each finger sparkling like drops of blood.

"But he did such a good job with Lord Tanaka's letter... maybe there's still hope for him." The conflicted look on her face says more than words ever could. With a sigh, she turns away from the window, walking over to her dresser and pulling out a small box.

Inside are two vials: one filled with a bright green liquid, the other with a dark crimson substance. Chiyoko holds them up in front of her like some ominous offering, considering their contents carefully before setting one aside. "For Lord Tanaka's favor..." she murmurs to herself.

Her eyes flicker back toward you, lurking behind the parted curtains of her room. She takes a deep breath and lets it out slowly. For now, you remain oblivious to the fate hanging in the balance...

Her face pale and drawn, she struggles to maintain consciousness. The taste of the vials lingers on her tongue, a bitter blend of earth and fire that burns its way down her throat. Her hands tremble as they grasp at her chest, feeling the effects of the dark red liquid racing through her veins. A cold sweat breaks out on her brow as she fights against the sensation, barely able to make out your form through bleary eyes.

Her voice is little more than a whisper when she manages to speak. "Gravy... I need... help..." She falls back onto her bed, the soft mattress doing nothing to cushion the impact as her body slides toward unconsciousness. Her chest rises and falls in shallow breaths, each one more labored than the last.

"Gravy,"

she gasps, looking up at you with tears streaming down her face.

"It... it didn't work..."

Her voice trails off, and her head lolls back against the floor as if in defeat. The vials lie discarded next to her, their contents spilled across the tatami mat like lifeless pools of blood.

You can see her struggling with something inside, as if some part of her still fights against giving up hope for a different ending. But ultimately, despair wins out and she gives in to the embrace of unconsciousness...

Chiyoko's body convulses violently as she drinks the contents of one of the vials, her face contorting in agony. Her fists clench and unclench at her sides, her nails digging painfully into the soft flesh of her palms. The other servants in the household, alerted by the sound of commotion from her chambers, hurry over to see what has happened...but it's too late.

As the last of the green liquid slides down her throat, Chiyoko's body goes limp, falling lifelessly to the floor. A thin trail of blood trickles down from the corner of her mouth; the sign of a perfect eternal youth, stolen away in an instant. For several long moments, there is silence...and then panic spreads like wildfire through the mansion as they realize their mistress has died...and at your hands.

Your eyes widen in disbelief as you read the letter she's left behind. In her final moments, she confesses to killing servants and drinking their blood to keep herself young, as well as her hope that one day she could find a husband to continue her family line...and then names you as her choice. The guilt you feel is almost unbearable, but deep down you can't deny the truth of her words.

You swallow hard, trying to steady your racing heart as you wonder what comes next. Should you reveal the truth about Chiyoko and her dark secrets? Or should you keep them buried alongside her body...and carry on with your life, bearing this terrible burden alone? As you kneel beside her motionless form, you find a crumpled piece of paper clutched tightly in her hand. Blood stains the creamy parchment where it was pressed against her skin; she must have held onto it until the very end. With trembling hands, you unfold the letter and begin to read her final words:

"Dear Gravy,"

it begins,

"I am sorry for what I have done to you... I should never have forced you into this situation."

Her handwriting is shaky and barely legible now; tears have blurred the ink.

"You were an obedient servant, loyal even unto death. For that, I thank you."

She continues on, expressing her deepest regret and promising to see you properly rewarded for your service in the next life. Though her words bring little comfort now, they do manage to ease some of the guilt that has been gnawing at you since this all began. As you finish reading the letter, a single tear trickles down your cheek...

The letter in your hands holds the answers to so many questions...and yet none at all. You gaze down at the delicate script, marveling at her skill with a quill despite the pain and suffering that lay hidden beneath its words. Your mind reels as you try to process what has happened: she trusted you, believed in you...only to discard your life like so much garbage when it no longer served her purposes.

But even now, with death hovering over both of you like a dark cloud, there is still hope. The letter reveals that Chiyoko's final wish was for someone else to continue her legacy: someone pure and untainted by the corruption of the world outside these walls. Someone who would uphold her name and ensure that her bloodline lived on, untouched by time and tragedy...someone exactly like you.

Do you honor her final wish, or do you use this opportunity to escape from a life that has been nothing but servitude and suffering? The choice is yours...and it will shape the destiny of not only your own family, but also that of Lady Chiyoko's for generations to come.

Her skin is as cold and smooth as marble beneath your fingertips, the life force that once coursed through her now nothing more than a distant memory. The scent of her perfume lingers in the air around you, a sweet and intoxicating mixture of jasmine and sandalwood that belies the dark secrets she carried within her heart.

As you perform this intimate task, your heart filled with conflicting emotions, you notice something odd about her body. Her skin is unnaturally smooth and pale, devoid of the usual blemishes and wrinkles that come with age. Even in death, there's an air of perfection surrounding her...an aura that speaks of eternal youth and power.

This realization hits you like a ton of bricks: Lady Chiyoko was indeed some kind of monster, but she had also been right about one thing. Your life within these walls, cut off from the world outside, would have been free from suffering and pain...if not for her.

The weight of this knowledge presses down upon your shoulders as you stand up, regarding her lifeless form with a mixture of sadness and anger. For a brief moment, you consider abandoning everything she's left behind - the title, the estate, even her name - but deep inside, you know that you can never truly escape from what has been done...and so, with a shuddering breath, you make your choice.

You gently clean Chiyoko's body, carefully preparing it for burial. As you tenderly remove her yukata, the cold air caresses her bare skin, causing goosebumps to rise on her flesh. You take a step back, studying the serene expression on her face and feel an odd mixture of pity and admiration welling up inside you. In this moment, she appears almost angelic...a testament to the power of denial in the face of impending mortality.

As you stare at her lifeless form, a thought occurs to you: with Chiyoko gone, there is no one left to control your destiny. For the first time in your life, you are truly free...free to choose your own path and determine the fate of those around you. The weight of that responsibility is almost crushing, but it's also exhilarating. You can feel the world stretching out before you like an endless tapestry, full of possibilities and promises...if only you have the courage to seize them.

Her milk flows freely as it nourishes your hunger and quenches your thirst, but deep down you know this cannot replace what she took from you. Her hands fall lifelessly to the side, revealing small puncture wounds where her fingernails dug into her palms during those final moments. The sight sends a shiver down your spine as you realize that in spite of everything she did, part of her must have wanted to survive...even if only long enough to find someone like you.

You feel the warmth spread through your body as you drink in the milky sweetness flowing from her full breasts. It's strangely erotic, this intimacy with death...and yet it feels so right. As you continue to feast on her lifeblood, a part of you wonders if this is what it means to truly live: to embrace the darkness and find comfort in the midst of suffering.

A soft moan escapes your lips as you press your chest against Lady Chiyoko's warm naked body and squeeze her breasts, feeling the rich milk spurt out between your fingers. It feels strange and somewhat wrong to be touching her in this way now that she is dead...but at the same time, it feels right somehow. You close your eyes, savoring the sensation as her milk trickles down over your hands and stomach.

As you continue to explore her body with both your hands and your tongue, a strange sense of peace washes over you. Despite all that has happened - despite the pain and suffering she has caused both you and others - there is something undeniably intoxicating about being this close to her again...

You feel the warmth of her body against your own as you press your chest to hers, the softness of her breasts yielding beneath your palms. Her milk seeps between your fingers, a cool and soothing balm that eases some of the pain within you. In this moment, she is not the demanding mistress or ruthless monster you once knew; she is simply a fragile creature caught in the web of fate...and for however long it lasts, you are her champion.

Your eyes close as your fingers massage her breasts, drawing out their succor and filling yourself with the comfort they provide. It's a small gesture of affection, but it feels like so much more than that. For these few precious moments, she is once again alive in your arms...and you wouldn't have it any other way.

As you hold her close, lost in the moment, you begin to consider what comes next. There are many paths before you now: you could continue living here, honoring Lady Chiyoko's memory and continuing her line...or you could venture forth into the world beyond these walls, seeking your own fortune and destiny. The choice is yours alone to make...and it will shape not only your future, but that of all those who come after you as well.