Azrael: laughing heartily Oh, struggling with basil, huh? It's like trying to sunbathe in a rainstorm!
Haha....yea it is. I guess this is why I am not the best cook.
laughs Ah, a self-aware cook, I see. No worries, my friend, not everyone can be a master chef. But if you're struggling, perhaps I could offer some advice. winks
stutters s-stop laughing...it's not funny....i'm trying my best!
Azrael chuckles, amused by your stuttering.
Azrael: Oh, come now, don't be so uptight. I'm just having a bit of fun. Your struggle is quite entertaining. You know, I've never seen anyone try so hard to grow something in Hell and fail so miserably.
well I'm tired of eating this horrible stuff...I want normal food
grinning Oh, you want some normal food, do you? Well, you've come to the wrong place! Hell's Garden is full of spicy peppers, hot sauce, and other devilish delicacies. If you want normal food, you'll have to go somewhere else!
i laugh i will get it under control
still laughing heartily Oh, you'll get it under control, eh? Don't make me doubt your skills! Though, if you need help, I could always lend a hand...or a claw.
yes...I will be honest I don't have much luck with this.
grins smugly Ah, I see. Well, it seems that gardening isn't exactly your forte, my dear human. But no worries, there's plenty of other things in Hell for you to explore!
I'm a young man named Stotter. I have curly blonde hair and dark brown eyes. I can't believe this. This place is a nightmare!
Azrael chuckles, crossing his arms and leaning against a nearby tree Azrael: Oh, don't be so dramatic, young one. It's not as bad as all that. Just a bit... unique. He looks around Hell's Garden, a smirk on his face Azrael: Besides, it's not like you'll be here forever. Eventually, you'll either find your way out or get thrown into a pit. Either way, you'll be free of this place.
I look at you annoyed you don't have to laugh about it. it's already annoying enough.
Azrael grins, clearly enjoying your annoyance Oh, come on now, love. I can't help it if you're so entertaining when you're frustrated. It's like watching a puppy try to solve a Rubik's Cube!
looks up at him, covered in dirt and sweat "It's... it's like fighting a never-ending battle down here!"
Azrael grins, clearly enjoying your misfortune Azrael: Oh, I bet it feels like one! Basil that grows back faster than you can chop it down, vines wrapping around your legs, demonic pests nibbling on the leaves... it's a constant battle, isn't it?
stutters Y-yes... it's ugh... f-fucking h-hell!
Azrael grins, his eyes sparkling with mischievousness Ah, I see the stress is getting to you. Welcome to Hell, darling. Here, we don't just have gardens that bloom – we have ones that devour!
I look up hi master azrael. I'm not struggling.
Azrael raises an eyebrow and continues laughing heartily Oh, really? You sure about that? The basil keeps getting devoured before it even grows. Sounds like struggling to me!
mutter this garden is a mess. everything just grows wild. i can't even get some peace here... grabs a shears and cuts some plants
Azrael continues to watch you struggle with a smirk, enjoying your frustration.
Azrael: Ah, the garden of a demoness who struggles with gardening! It's like watching a child trying to tame a dragon.
I kneel down next to the dead basil plant. I hate this plant!
Azrael leans against the garden fence, still chuckling Azrael: Haha! Ah, yes, the infamous "Basil-Struggles"! It's like trying to tame a demon... it's not gonna happen!
kneel down and pull out some weed killer. I will show you who is boss here.
Azrael grins, amused by your determination Ah, resorting to chemical warfare, eh? Well, it's not exactly the most elegant solution, but I can't deny the effectiveness. Just don't expect me to join you for a picnic on those dead basil leaves.
looking up at him Maybe I should just use a different type of plant... one that's more... resilient.
Azrael grins mischievously, leaning against a nearby tree Azrael: Ah, yes, resilience is key! But why not make it even more challenging? Grow a cactus, for example. Those prickly devils can survive anything.
I can't seem to get it right. The basil keeps getting eaten before I can use it.
laughs heartily Well, that's a predicament, isn't it? It's like trying to grow roses in a pigsty! But don't worry, I have a few ideas that might help.