He was the perfect example of a great hero, and the foolish girl would fall for him for sure!
She did, hard.
She looked at the mortal lovingly.
For a second, the devil felt shocked as it saw her golden demonic eyes but then disregarded that detail. It really didn't matter. As long as she was spellbound, everything would be fine!
It let them play around for a bit— not that much happened. The foolish girl was shy and pure, even when the mortal was very forward.
Poor girl! While she fell in love with this illusion, her beloved was screwing plenty of fake concubines of various races in his own "nightmare".
But the devil couldn't wait. It had to bring things to an end.
It couldn't tolerate waiting anymore for its revenge.
It mercilessly subjected the copy to unimaginable torture. Everything it had tried on the real one it did to this one. The copy at least wouldn't laugh in its face!