Poe has the misfortune of being half succubus, half reaper. She's torn between two worlds, a world where she battles a constant need to feed off pleasure, and another that makes her want to claim the life of those she feeds from. A being of both worlds, but with an affliction that makes her belong to neither. It's a lonely life that keeps her from being able to go after the one being she wants. The one whose photos decorate her walls...