Within the gloom of the hall, Vanilla summoned a demon to request eternal youth and beauty. Hearing her selfish desires, the demon grinned wickedly, revealing his sharp fangs. [You must first provide a sacrifice.] Though the standard offering was the beseecher's own soul, Vanilla was loath to comply. She bargained a three-day deferral, promising a greater quantity of souls in return. As the pale beauty wandered through the town, men with impure designs gathered to her side.