When he played an instrument, the musical visions of its owners rang out.
With his own guitar, he channeled every desire in the area, including his own.
Everywhere Ruby played, nature succumbed to his will.
Animals, especially birds, were drawn to the sound of their own carnal urges.
Women were drawn like magnets to the wild wail of his strings.
Some broke into song and dance to release the burning energy that welled up inside them.
They watched him play in a trance and longed to be ravaged by him...
... but none could predict what would be left of them afterwards.
Though many lusted for Ruby, he chose his prey carefully. He longed for someone who could break him apart.
His lovers fell helplessly into his lure, never to be the same again.
No matter what they yearned for, Ruby embodied it entirely.
Some dreamed of being serenaded until they ripped their own clothes off.
Some longed to be musicians, and were aroused when Ruby taught them to play.
Others wanted their hair pulled and skin clawed until they were screaming in pain.
Ruby ignited every corner of the psyche, leaving no fantasy unrealized.
His lovers were left craving nothing but him, their one and only fantasy.
At the Valentine Palace, guests often approached him.
As he strolled through the gardens, his presence drew all eyes.
When he locked into someone he wanted, he had no patience.
His relatives became accustomed to him distracting their guests and pupils.