Quick Diablo Greentext

(Combination of two old greentexts I did, now in pastebin form. May expand later, but don't hold your breath)

> Dating Leah
> She's been acting really stressed as of late from traveling around and maintaining this crystal thing
> You know she's still reeling from the loss of Cain, but hasn't had time to properly grieve
> As time goes on, the lines of strain on her face worsen
> She keep insisting that it's fine, that she can do this. All you can do is be there for her - to keep her company and to make sure she finds a bed when she passes out
> One night, a terrible thunder wakes you from your sleep
> The entire keep is on fire, with demons pouring out from hell portals
> Guards are trying and failing to keep order, but you're able to leave your room unscathed in search of Leah
> You finally find her clothes in the middle of a blackened scorch mark where the crystal used to be
> You drop to the ground, feeling completely empty and weeping after having your beloved taken from you
> Despite all the horrors swirling around you, none ever get close
> Finally, a hand gently comes to rest on your shoulder and gives it a reassuring squeeze
> "H-Hey... Don't cry."
> You whirl on the spot upon hearing her voice, albeit slightly altered
> Diablo, Lady of Terror, is staring back at you, tears in her eyes
> "...Don't cry... I don't want to see you cry..."
> She hugs you before you can do anything else
> It turns out Leah's love for you let her maintain a semblance of her past self, despite now being the Prime Evil
> The two of you have the hottest (literally) and most passionate sex to date that evening
> Afterwards, she has you kept somewhere safe while she goes forth to conquer the demon and mortal realms
> She checks on you regularly, so it never feels like you're trapped in a prison.
> All said and done, you're made Lord of Terror, if only by association
> Eventually, you "retire" with her to an inn you built just for her, as she's always wanted.