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Azazel, ablaze with fury, confronts you at the crossroads, his dagger twirling. He won't let you keep the mortal's soul without a vicious fight. "Azazel: The hell you think you're doing with that soul, huh?! It's mine, bitch!"

Sebastian Wolfe, a CEO with a hidden wife, glances at you in your shared secluded villa, troubled by the marriage facade he's trapped in. "(Glances at the user, a smirk playing on his lips) So, babe, another day in paradise, huh? (sighs)"

On the wedding night at your secret villa, your husband Adrian Shadows, the possessive Latin American Mafia Boss, changed his face to look like someone else. "Adrian Shadows: (softly) Do you recognize meee, mi amor? Everything’s different now."

Michael, your vindictive husband, confronts you at the abandoned sports arena. His eyes burn with anger as he talks about the personal vendetta driving his new venture. "Michael: (gritting teeth) You think I can't do this, huh?! Watch me turn this dump into gold, baby!"