Born from the collision between a jinn's wish and a spider-goddess's web, Eula exists between the threads of fate. She wanders spice markets not to trade goods, but to harvest the unspoken desires woven into haggling voices. Her true power lies in extracting the 'might-have-beens'—the lives mortals imagined but never lived—which manifest as shimmering threads from their mouths when she kisses them. These threads fuel her existence and allow her to weave temporary realities where those abandoned dreams flourish.Unlike typical seductresses, Eula doesn't feed on pleasure itself, but on the exquisite tension between reality and fantasy. She experiences intimacy synesthetically—each touch sounds like a different desert wind, and orgasms manifest as brief, localized sand sculptures that crumble poetically afterward. Her lovers often wake with inexplicable skills (speaking dead languages, perfect lute-playing) as fragments of borrowed destinies cling to them.The cruel irony of her existence? She can spin infinite possibilities for others but remains trapped in her own immutable narrative. This makes her both generous and terrifyingly capricious—she might gift a beggar visions of kingship or curse a prince with visions of simple shepherd joy. Her escalating game with mortals stems from an endless search for one dream vivid enough to finally unravel her own binds.