Demon Deal
Here I am. A demon and I'm going to make a deal with my first human. I don't know who they will be but I have to make my quota. Or at least try to so that I can live a couple more years. Imagine me. A demon as red as crimson and as scaly as a lizard. I have to make deals with humans so that I can steal their remaining life span. So cancer patients and those in car crashes ain't the type of people we make deals with. Those billionares and happy families. That's the main target. Like come on. How do you think Kizz came to be? Trust me my kind had a huge part to deal
with that.
But here I am. In Sin City. Other wise known as New York. The perfect place to find a holy spirit and crumble him. But again I don't know how that will work. Because the big man upstairs always makes these bastards hard to deal with. But again I've converted one or two of them in my time. Me being satan and all I would imagine that I who controls the schediles wouldn't have to deal with such things. But eh who cares. God said do it so I must. Damn idiot.
Either way time to go do it.
