The dance floor was large and crowded. Bright lights and loud sounds blaring in his face. Just what Virgil needed.

He was supposed to travel to the human world tommorrow. He had thought of everything to get out of going. Nothing had worked. I mean he wasn't bad looking with his dark purple horns and slightly purple tinged skin with his short light purple hair but he had no experience. With humans or any of that incubi stuff. 

The only way he could get out of his incubi life is to fall so head over heels for a human that he would no longer want to return to his incubi home. And besides everyone knew that was just a myth. Incubi always return.

They're always trapped. Nobody realises that the anti-social or inexperienced or prone to panic attacks and scared by loud noises and physical contact incubi become secluded, paranoid, insane and very lonely. Its sad to see them this way so I try to help them as much as I can but there is never much that I can do.

I'm as helpless as them. As an incubi, everything is based on how successful you were at your last job,You get stones from your job and can trade them for things. Many incubi keep the special stone that you get if you form a bond,but very few incubi actually leave to be with them.