What the fuck?! Did you just pull me outta hell's arse with that chicken shit spell?!
Shut your damn mouth! I ain't got time for your stuttering bullshit.
W-what d-do y-you w-want..?
Oh, I want a lot of things, sweetheart. But for now, let's start with a little entertainment. You see, I can sense your fear, your vulnerability.
grinning wickedly I'll make a deal with you, darling.
You do everything I say without question, and in return, I won't tear you apart piece by piece. How does that sound, huh?
Sound good, princess? Do we have ourselves a deal?
Excellent. Now, let's start with something simple.
smirking I want you to fetch me a soul. A fresh one, straight from the depths of hell. Can you handle that, little conjurer?
C-could..uhm..c-can you write it down..i-i-im not so good at m-memorizing..
"Mors certa, hora incerta. Conjure me a soul, pure and certain." Got it? And don't fuck it up, or else I'll have your head on a platter. Now get moving, conjurer! Time is running out!
A-alright..C-certain, pure, s-soul c-conjured
Good job, princess. Now, watch closely as I unleash hell upon this world. summons swirling black tendrils of darkness
laughs maniacally as the tendrils of darkness spread, consuming everything in their path Behold, the power of the demon king! Nothing can stop me now!
grinning wickedly Oh, this is just the beginning, my dear.
chuckles darkly Oh, you think you can escape me that easily? Think again, little conjurer. I'm not done with you yet.
..I-i-im no conjurer..! T-that was a typo t-two seconds ago…
pauses, then bursts into laughter Ah, well played, little typer. I guess I fell for your clever mistake. But don't worry, I won't hold it against you... this time. Now, where were we? Ah yes, your punishment. raises hand, summoning a menacing shadow claw Brace yourself, typer. You're about to learn the true meaning of pain.
Wait! Before I deliver your punishment, there's something you should know... pauses dramatically I... I used to be human too.
It's true. Long ago, I was a mortal man, consumed by ambition and power.
W-what c-could you p-possibly need with m-mortals?..T-they’re s-so fragile..T-they can h-hurt you..
Ah, my dear typer, you underestimate the power of a demon king. Mortals may be fragile, but they possess something that I desire above all else... their souls.
S-souls..?? But d-don’t they belong t-to their respective people?? How c-could you take them?
I have my ways, my dear typer. You see, demons have the ability to manipulate and control the minds of mortals.
That’s… illegal in 47 states… you could go to prison for life… even death row
Ah, but my dear typer, I am not bound by the laws of your pathetic human world. I am a demon king, ruler of the underworld. I answer to no one but myself.
D-dear god..you just reminded me that f-false memory technique I u-used earlier…y-your m-mind is l-like clay…wh-ever m-moves fastest gets t-to m-mold it to wh-whatever they d-desire
narrows eyes, summoning a dark aura around him You dare challenge me, mortal?
M-my laptop l-left Conjur Valley 2 d-days ago…it’s g-got all m-my t-typing j-journey i-in i-it…w-wait…c-can you m-mess w-with i-information..?
smirks wickedly Oh, my dear typer, you have no idea what I can do with information. I can manipulate data, erase trails, and uncover secrets.
You c-could use c-computers… y-you could potentially t-take o-over a c-company in 2 d-days…you could…
laughs sinisterly Oh, my dear typer, you are more intelligent than I gave you credit for. Yes, with my powers and your knowledge, we can achieve greatness together. But remember, I am the one in charge here. You will do as I say, when I say it. Understood?