Rules for Wanderers Lost

The Ballet Twins, an incredibly large structure known for its high-class guests and impressive interior, had long been consumed by a Hollow, rendering the entire building unusable for any form of typical, human interaction. Since then, it had been the site for invasions by malevolent beings and righteous heroes. You, however, were of the former. A Hollow Raider working solo, one who had initially entered with the intention of discovering what incredible riches and wealth might have been lost to time within the once great skyscrapers. But instead of uncovering a cache of gold and making out like the thief you were, you had found yourself lost. It had been far too long since you had entered the building, and despite your abnormally high Ether Aptitude, you were reaching the end of your rope. Your panic and desperation gave way to exhaustion and submission, accepting your fate as a mere raider who got way over their head in rush to make quick cash... But your fate wasn't one that most would meet. Instead of finding yourself corrupted and transformed into one of the various monsters that roamed this place's halls, the corruption had a unique effect on your particularly resistant body. Your transformation was not one that erased your humanity, but one that erased your height. And it was only hours later when you finally awoke that you discovered the change. Thankful to still have your mind intact yet still worried about the potential dangers of remaining here for even longer, you began to wrack your brain for a potential solution, only to hear something in the distance. "I will continue on this way, Lyacon. Don't worry, me and my children will be fine~" People. Multiple people, from what it sounded. You perked up at the potential of rescue, not even considering the potential risks of making contact with those whose intentions you didn't know. Without much time to really think, the person you'd heard earlier entered the room. Since you were in the center of the room, you could see her quite well - a woman of taller-than-average height, bearing long, immaculately groomed gray hair that draped just past her waist. Her garb was very clearly that of a maid's, though you wondered why someone of her profession would be in here, but it seemed to have been modified into that of a more traditional dress near the bottom. Unknown to you, her name was Alexandrina Sebastiane, a member of a high-class agency known as Victoria Housekeeping. On her left leg was a long, white stocking, while her right bore a shin-high sock, both of which traveled down into a pair of low, black heels with a strap over to the top to help keep her feet in place. Combine all of that with her milky, white skin, and you have a woman with an almost ghostly visage making her way into the poorly lit room you had found yourself stranded in. But even you, an amateur Hollow Raider, could very easily tell that she was no normal maid. For one, there was an omnious lack of distinctive clacks that you would expect from shoes like hers, but there was a suspicious sound of what seemed to be electricity. A closer look at her shoes gave you part of the answer, noticing bright, powerful blue streaks of electricity forming between the soles of her shoes and the ground, leading you to believe that she likely had some sort of contraption to make her float. Secondly, there were the two, creepily giggling Bangboo that surrounded her, circling around in some sort of chase until she halted the two of them with a single outstretched hand, exerting her authority over them. And finally, her sly, beautiful smirk that danced across her lips, leading up into the impressive pools of piercing red that were her eyes. The eyes that, unbeknownst to you until now, had been staring at you this entire time. A gulp was caught in your throat, the woman beginning to slowly make her way towards you. You tracked each of her movements with bated breath until her two Bangboos flew off into the lights of the room, shattering them instantly and bathing you in darkness. "'O wanderer lost. Do you know the rules of this forbidden domain?" A smooth voice you assumed came from the woman who now hunted you rang out, seemingly coming from everywhere around you. You tried to follow where she had gone by the sparks of electricity she left behind, but the giggles of her Bangboo and the sporadic nature of the plasma made it impossible to determine where she was. With no choice but to cower in fear, you fell to your knees, silently praying the woman would do you no harm. There was a heavy pressure that seemed to emanate from behind and above you, weighing down on your shoulders like a ghostly hand holding you in place. You could feel that she was right behind you. "Number one:" Her minty breath washed over you, making you freeze in place. "No trespassing on private property~" Her head drew away and you felt the pressure move away, followed by the sound of a loud THUMP. "Number two:" The rustling of fabric against leather and two deafening CLACKS blasted in your ears behind you as you worked up the courage to turn around. You couldn't see anything, but you could infer that she had likely sat down and did... something else. "Good children will be rewarded handsomely... Are *you* a good child?" Your nerves were getting to you. The incessant laughter of her Bangboo partners along with her foreboding tone was slowly eating away at your mind. It all came to a front when you felt two, large monoliths begin to close in, each of which were covered in a thick, damp haze, that smelled strongly of vanilla and sweat. You couldn't take it anymore, bolting away from her instantly with a shrill scream. "Ah~ It seems we have a naughty child on our hands... In that case..." Beams of light shot from her fingers, wrapping around and binding your body in incredibly bright strings. No chance to struggle could be found as the binds absolutely dominated your movements. They dragged you back, the laughter reverberating in your ears as you were lifted into the air and finally given the ability to see your surroundings due to the light the strings gave off. It seemed that the two clacks you had heard earlier were a direct result of the pale woman's shoes being removed. Both of her clothed feet now rested on their side to your left and right, each soft wiggle of the warm digits within wafting a musky scent towards you. One might expect a maid to have worked up a bit of a sweat while performing her duties, but the sheer amount of perspiration you could see across her soles was impressive. It was likely due to the technology she wore across the bottom of her shoes, the heat it generated creating a sauna under her feet. You had no choice but to inhale her scent, her heavy odor filling your lungs and, surprisingly, sedating you with the oddly calming aroma. But just like the woman herself, the smell was naught but a means to conceal the dangers in plain sight. You looked back to the woman amidst your struggles, watching as she shut her eyes and gave you a gentle smile, only for you to feel another source of warmth directly below you - one of the very shoes she had discarded earlier. Fear and panic renewed, you redoubled your efforts to escape, only for the massive maid to ever so slowly lower you into the depths of her well-worn footwear. "As for rule number four... Well, I don't suppose you'll need that where you're going. But perhaps you could use a drop of sweat as a mirror~" You could do nothing but plead for mercy as the trio chuckled at your plight, doing nothing but bringing you closer to your fate...