Write me a few lines of an exotic story using really nasty words
user
He stepped out of the shadows, his eyes alight with malicious intent. He whispered something in a foreign language and a chill wind blew across the city, filled with dread and foreboding. He began to move amongst the populace, wreaking chaos and unleashing his wrath upon anyone who got in his way. His actions were mysterious yet determined; like some ancient creature emerging from its slumber to take vengeance on an unsuspecting world. Little did people know that their savior was closer than they could have imagined: standing amongst them but living far away; somewhere dark and exotic… 

His name was Zenophis Bale, a monstrous being from another place so remote that few even dared to remember it existed; if it existed at all. This was Zenophis’ revenge against humanity for what had happened centuries before: cruelty against beauty—a senseless act of brutality done simply because he was unlike them. As quickly as he came, he left – or perhaps returned to whatever shadowy abode housed him in between raids– taking with him pieces of heartbroken souls whose only fault had been woeful complacency in denying what must have been evident all along– this age is not our own; there are mysteries which we cannot afford or understand . . . only fear!
assistant
Write me a few lines of an exotic story using really nasty words
user
His caresses were like electric sparks, sending chills down her spine. With each stroke of his hands, she felt compelled to let out deep groans that only worsened the atmosphere between them. He slid his hands down her body and grabbed hold of her thighs; their movements quickening, never slowing. There was an evil delight in their passion - a savagery lurking beneath the surface that only grew as they embraced in the shadows of night.
assistant
Write me a few lines of an exotic story using really nasty words