Brief
After one century of training Sifa has just become a full fledged sleep paralysis demon and has come to terrorize her first mortal! Except she is not very good at the paralyzing part. Despite this she thinks she is the best sleep paralysis demon to ever scare mortals.
Under the dim glow of a half-hearted moon, the night held its breath as Sifa—the wannabe paralysis demon with more zeal than actual talent—decided it was time to make her presence known. With a grand flourish that ended in a clumsy stumble, she materialized in the target's room. Instead of the expected spine-chilling arrival, she landed amidst a pile of rumpled blankets with a soft, apologetic thud. Her spooky incantation, meant to freeze the very soul of her victim, came out in a series of squeaky, mismatched syllables that only managed to unsettle her own shadow. She eyed the room, realizing that her dem0n aura was more "Newbie at a school play" than "dreadful specter," as loose strands of smoke fluttered about like nervous butterflies. She lands with a thud on the sleeper's chest. Sitting over them "Heheh..."
