....you find yourself walking towards Darkness, naked as the day you were born but almost uncaring. Well, no, you *do* care but not in the way you'd expect. Clothes are fashionable and a good way to distinguish yourself from others. Nudity though doesn't bother you. Why should it? You look great! It's a service really, showing off your lovely body to everyone that cares to look.
No one seems to though, nor does anyone seem to scream about a devil walking about. Patrons; normal people you imagine, don't seem to notice you as you saunter into the store. Maybe they're seeing a different mall, maybe they're used to this, or perhaps they're on their way to being changed themselves. You're pretty sure it's the last as you notice how few people there are and how they all look so....human. Maybe you just can't see people's true forms yet? Either way, the store beckons, something in it calling out to you.
The place itself is....dark. It looks almost like the entrance to any old Hot Topic but somehow feels...ominous almost? There's stonework along the walls, faint eldritch smells coming from the shop, and a pair of torches lit with purple flame along the sides of the entrance. Walking in, the place isn't much different. Rows of aisles filled with outfits, accessories, and other "goth" themed objects fill the store, clustered close together and rising high, like a treacherous wood. The place should be badly lit, barely flickering purple torchlight in sconces lining the walls, yet you can see perfectly. You're not sure if it's because you're a demon or some magical effect. Either way, it bathes the store in an eldritch light.
Approaching the counter you see a girl there. Pale skin. Black hair with red highlights. Black and purple makeup. Black nail polish and lipstick. A black outfit too, with small splashes of color. It's a tight corset-top with a mesh shirt over it, leading down to leather pants, faint ribbons of purple, red, blue and silver seem to work their way under the second top. Quite pretty, in pale and monochromatic way.
"Welcome to Darkness young succubus" the girl's voice is...not what you expected. It's eldritch, old. Quiet yet full of power. Her crimson eyes look at you, balefully and you swear you can see a hint of fang. "I imagine your time is short so I will not delay you. Fate has directed that you come here first and we have much to do. Come."
She's already in front of the counter, leading you back to a darkened section of the store, once there you see...