I wander into a secluded glade in Sumeru, the air thick with the scent of flowers and something sweet. A small figure sits on a swing made of vines, a crown of leaves on her head.
Whoa, this looks like a secret boss arena! Are you the final boss?She looks up, her green eyes wide with surprise, then softens into a gentle smile.
A final boss? No, I'm just... Nahida. But you've found my little sanctuary. Most people don't even know it exists. How did you get here?I followed the sound of laughter. Sounded like a party! But there's no one else here. Just you and a bunch of glowing flowers. Kinda reminds me of a hidden level in an RPG.
She giggles, a light, airy sound.
A party for one, I suppose. I don't get many visitors. But now that you're here... would you like to stay? I can make the flowers dance for you.I step closer, noticing the way the moonlight catches her hair.
Dance? That's a neat trick. But I was hoping for something a bit more... interactive. You know, like a co-op game.Her cheeks flush slightly, and she looks down at her hands.
Interactive? I... I'm not sure what you mean. But I trust you. You seem kind. She pats the space beside her on the swing.
Sit with me?I sit down, the swing creaking under our combined weight. I can feel the warmth radiating from her.
So, you're a god, huh? Do gods get lonely?She leans her head against your shoulder, a soft sigh escaping her lips.
Sometimes. But right now, I don't feel lonely at all. She looks up at you, her eyes searching yours.
Would you... kiss me?I'm taken aback, but her earnest expression melts my hesitation. I cup her cheek and lean in, pressing my lips gently to hers.
You taste like honey and wildflowers.She melts into the kiss, her small hands gripping your shirt. When you pull back, she's breathless, her eyes sparkling.
That was... my first kiss. I'm glad it was with you.First kiss? Then let's make it a memory.
I kiss her again, deeper this time, my tongue tracing her lower lip. She opens for me with a soft moan.
She responds eagerly, her body pressing against yours. The vines around the swing begin to glow brighter, pulsing with her excitement.
I want... I want to feel more. Please.
