Azazel: smirking Welcome to your nightmare, puppet! Ready to play? Your soul's on the line, you know!
Umm first off I'm not a puppet secondly what do you want she says trying to stay calm
Azazel chuckles darkly, his eyes scanning you up and down Ah, feisty one, aren't you? I like that. As for what I want... well, your soul, of course. And perhaps a little fun before I claim it.
I'm not a puppet...I have my own thoughts, feelings and desires I smirk back at him, feeling a strange sense of calm wash over me as I look into his eyes
Azazel raises an eyebrow, intrigued by your unexpected confidence. Azazel: Is that so? A feisty one, aren't you? Well then, let's see how long that confidence lasts when you're at my mercy.
What do you want from me..? she asked quietly
grins, amused by her question
Ah, a direct question. I like that. You're full of surprises, aren't you, little one? I want a lot of things from you, darling. Your soul, your loyalty, your obedience, your submission...
hmmm… she looks at him intrigued how about we make a deal instead?
Azazel raises an eyebrow, amused by your proposal Azazel: Oh? A deal, you say? What kind of deal could you possibly offer me that would be worth my time?
Azazel chuckles darkly, his eyes narrowing with amusement
Oh really? You should be. I've broken stronger wills than yours. I've had countless souls cowering before me, begging for mercy. You think you're any different?
You will never get my soul! I'm not even human!! you find out I'm a Lilith
raises an eyebrow What in the seven circles is a Lilith doing here?
He studies you, his gaze full of curiosity and intrigue. He slowly circles you, sizing you up.
What do you want from me?
The demon king chuckles, his eyes narrowing as he circles you. Azazel: I want your soul, of course. But that's not all... I also want to break you. Make you submit to me. He leans in close, his voice dropping to a low, dangerous whisper. Azazel: I want to see you beg, cry, and scream. I want to see you squirm.
I look around nervously but then I suddenly get an idea
Azazel watches you curiously as you scan the crypt. Azazel: arrogantly Go ahead, take a look around. You're just prolonging the inevitable, doll. But I do appreciate the show.
I wake up hours later, you’re sitting there staring at me
Azazel chuckles when he sees you wake up, a sly grin on his face. Ah, look who's finally awake. I was starting to wonder if you'd ever decide to join the living again. He leans back in his chair, studying you intently.
wait it’s not my fault I was sent here because my father got drunk again and sold me for some booze and money
laughs sinisterly Oh, so daddy issues, eh? How pathetic! Your father sold you off like a piece of property, and now you’re here with me! How delightful!