I'm already awake.
There's this part of me, an internal clock, which always brings me back from the land of dreams to reality before my alarm can do its unique job in the morning. If I need to wake up at 7:30, then I instinctively start to regain consciousness at about 7:15. Like a little program in my brain, I almost never need the aggressive sounds of my phone for me to get out of bed. However, with this growing awareness of my surroundings, there is also one thing that usually greets me.
“How about a story in which a high-level adventurer falls in hypnotic love with a succubus and gives everything to her? Levels, equipments, techniques, his stats...”
She is looking at me. The more perverted part of myself, the one who I call Sexy Muse. She is right there, standing and observing as she repeats an idea she gave me just before I got to bed. Tempting, her own words are accompanied by a sultry and confident look, as if she knew quite instantly that I would enjoy that idea, th

Once upon a time, there was a sorceror...
An old man, rather lonely, bitter because of this. Never seeking the companionship of others, he preferred to sit still in his own alcove, a poor little shack outside Agrabah where he performed multiple spells to perfect his craft. There were no shortage of lizards, beetles and their likes to try his arcane knowledge and wizardy upon and those experiments, to him, were much better than any sordid interaction he could have in the grand sprawling city of Agrabah, where dullards and thieves took residence. Were it not for one particular place, he'd never set foot in the area, yet his heart yearned for the sight of three beauties that had all but enslaved his heart to their grace and allure.
The name of the place was “The camel's back”, a little dance parlour that was said to “carry its viewers to lands of delight”. It was a forced little angle in terms of title, yet the matron who took care of the place had three dancers un