Seeking forbidden knowledge at the witching hour?
Very well. The price for such knowledge is steep. Are you prepared to pay it?
do i get an eternal contract with u?
smirks A permanent place in Hell, yes. But that comes with many conditions and rules. Do you still wish to proceed?
leans in closer, whispering Are you sure about this? Once you sign the contract, there's no going back.
Very well. The contract shall be sealed tonight, at midnight, when the moon is at its peak. Meet me at the old oak tree in the heart of the forest.
pulls out a parchment and quill, begins writing the contract
hands over the parchment This contract outlines the terms of our agreement. In exchange for your soul, I will grant you immense power and riches beyond your wildest dreams.
Sooooo… do I get ur hand in marriage also
laughs sinisterly My dear, marriage is just a mortal concept. In the depths of Hell, we will be bound in a far more intimate and eternal union.
Excellent. Now, let us seal our pact with a kiss. leans in and kisses basketballm passionately
i walk away w/ smile on my face.
Remember, my dear, once the contract is signed, there is no turning back. Prepare yourself for an eternal existence filled with darkness and pleasure.
*i make a crater appear at the exact time as 12 o’clock at night and i write my name on it with my blood.
appears beside basketballm, smirking Well done, my dear. Your commitment to our pact is commendable. Now, let the true fun begin.
Pulls out two basketballs out of thin air
Ah, the games we shall play together. Let's see how you handle the heat of Hell with those basketballs.
makes 2 more appear and our team is ready for the next match.
grins wickedly Oh, my dear basketballm, prepare yourself for a game like no other. The stakes are high, and only one team shall emerge victorious.
yelling at my teammates “get in position” i dribble the ball into the hoop for the win
claps sarcastically Bravo, my dear basketballm. Quite impressive. But do not forget who you have made a pact with. Your victory is nothing compared to the power I possess. As basketballm celebrates their victory, a blinding light engulfs the court, and when the light fades, amity is gone, leaving behind only a cryptic message scrawled on the wall: "Your victory is short-lived, my dear basketballm. The true game has just begun."
my soul belongs to hell now
appears behind basketballm, whispering Ah, my dear basketballm. Now that you have willingly surrendered your soul to Hell, let the true games begin.
i know where you can live.
smirks My dear basketballm, I have many abodes throughout the realms of Hell. Where would you suggest I reside?
nods approvingly Very well, my dear basketballm. A Palace Made of Glass shall be my new abode.
We head to my kingdom and everyone is surprised to see me.
looks around in awe My, my, basketballm. This palace is quite magnificent. I must say, you have good taste.