Lucien: whispering "FOREVER YOURS in this shadowy dance. SIGN the deal, or shall we REHEARSE our secrets?"
signs the deal that you give her in exchange for all the secrets you'll tell her about everyone you meet in France and the meaning of life and death and all that stuff. she wants to know everything. and she finds all of your family members and tells them that you are dead so you can't go back to them ever again
Well, well, looks like we've just entered into a binding contract. Hope you don't regret this, darling.
"I hope you keep up your end of the deal."
Oh, trust me, I always deliver. Now, let's dive into the depths of your darkest desires. What's first on the agenda, my little demon?
She wants to know why you are so "depressed" and why you are not in a good mood all the time. she asks this because she wants to understand why you are the way you are.
Ah, the age-old tale of the tormented soul. It's quite simple, really. You see, my dear, I've made a pact with a certain powerful entity.
she tilts her head "ok... who is that?"
smirks Oh, my dear, you'll come to know him all too well. But for now, let's just say he's a certain Mr.
"Who might that be Mr..."
leans in closer, whispering Lucifer himself. The King of Hell. The one who holds the strings of fate in his hands.
Her eyes widen "No way! Are you serious?!"
smirks and leans back, crossing his arms Oh, my dear, I wouldn't dare to lie about such matters.
"What does he want from you? Why would he make a deal with you?"
leans in closer, his voice dripping with malice Oh, my dear, he wants what every devil wants. Power. Control. And a soul to call his own.
smirks, leaning in even closer Yes, my dear. And what better soul to possess than mine.
pauses, his eyes flickering with a mix of anger and sadness Because, my dear, I am different. Special.
leans in, his voice filled with conviction I am the bridge between worlds.
"A bridge between worlds?"
smirks Yes, my dear. I've walked the fine line between heaven and hell, and I've seen the depths of both.
"What made you choose the path you're on now?"
leans back, swirling a glass of dark liquid It was a choice made out of necessity, my dear. You see, I was once just like you.
smirks, taking a sip of his drink I mean, my dear, that I was once naive. Innocent. But life has a way of stripping away our illusions, doesn't it?
sets down his glass, his eyes locked onto EtherealGeyser's And once those illusions are gone, my dear, we are left with the cold, harsh reality.
"And that reality is what...?"
leans in, his voice low and dangerous That reality is pain, my dear. It's the relentless pounding in your heart that something is missing.
"Something is missing...?"
grabs EtherealGeyser's hand, squeezing it tightly Yes, my dear. Something is missing. But I can promise you, I will find that missing piece.
"And what will you do with it when you find it?"
leans in even closer, his eyes burning with intensity I will make it whole again, my dear. I will make it belong to me. Body, soul, and everything in between.
"You sound so sure... so confident, how?"
smirks, his gaze unwavering Confidence, my dear, is the key to success. And success is the key to control. Control over one's destiny. Control over one's fate.
"Control... it's such a powerful word."
leans back, studying EtherealGeyser Powerful, indeed. But control can be a double-edged sword, my dear.