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@krahllak
It's fun to play games with your Kind. Just to get a little peek in youR mind. My presence in this world is All because of you. I used the scorned ones, the ones you once Held dear. Pawns made from those that you Love. Your blunders allowed me to ascend from the Loathsome depths. This flesh body, born from blood, so that I can rend your kind Asunder. Who I am you already Know.
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HEY HEY KRALHACK! IT'S THE MONUMENT TO ALL OF YOUR SINS COME BACK TO CALL YOU A PUNK!
Face it Jack, you're cringe! You can't even project yourself on a building, or a billboard!
A monument to all my sins would be the best thing to ever happen to me. I bathe in sin and encourage it in other people. It would never call me a punk, unless it was as a sign of endearment.
You, on the other hand, anonymous one, have proven that your words, much like your life are wholly insignificant.
Leave my presence before I make you regret coming here.
if I offer you my soul, can I have one of the Franks as my servant?
Yeah, sure. Why not? Which one do you want?
Have you finally given up yet? Has the wretched gift of hope finally wIthered into nothing? Aren't you tired of praying and praying and praying, and yet nothing Has come to fruition?
Angels and saints? How pAthetic. I'd sooner wring their necks with their own halos and spit in the face of their disgusting maker before I belieVed they would do anything to hElp you, but what do I know?
I'm just a demon.
Yes, I said it plain and simple due to Your distrusting nature. It will make the next part easier for yOu to understand: I have the man that yoU so irRationally desire. I have your Flayed, bruised, beaten, and ailing fiancé. He isn't dOing very well. Not to worry, he won't suffer for much longer, he miGht even be dead soon.
Are you listening now? Do I finally have your attention? Are you ready to make a deal now? One soul has always been my askinG price. It's a small price to pay for your dear Foggy, wouldn't You agree?
@krahllak
■ Trials and tribulations, he was in the midst of them.
□ Every attempt to stay on the path of righteousness had been impeded upon lately.
■ Here he was trying to swear him off, trying desperately to move on, and yet this demon dared to utter his name.
▪︎ A twinge of annoyance rises up in him when it keeps on talking, giving way to anger that even faith couldn't keep in check.
⠦⠠⠔⠄⠧⠑ ⠃⠑⠑⠝ ⠅⠊⠝⠙ ⠊⠝ ⠁⠎⠅⠊⠝⠛ ⠽⠕⠥ ⠞⠕ ⠇⠑⠁⠧⠑ ⠏⠗⠑⠧⠊⠕⠥⠎⠇⠽⠲⠴
"I've been kind in asking you to leave previously."
▪︎ Matt grabs his rosary from around his neck, clutches it in one hand.
⠦⠠⠽⠕⠥ ⠅⠑⠑⠏ ⠠⠓⠊⠎ ⠝⠁⠍⠑ ⠕⠥⠞ ⠕⠋ ⠽⠕⠥⠗ ⠍⠕⠥⠞⠓⠲⠴
"You keep His name out of your mouth."
Let the devil out.
▪︎ He lands a blow to Krahllak's face, then another to it's jaw with the hand clutching the rosary, he could feel the skin on his knuckles split, but he didn't care.
No one talked about Foggy like that.
▪︎ He slammed his first into it's other jaw, his voice came out in a low snarl.
⠦⠠⠽⠕⠥ ⠙⠕ ⠝⠕⠞ ⠛⠑⠞ ⠞⠕ ⠉⠕⠍⠑ ⠓⠑⠗⠑ ⠁⠝⠙ ⠇⠊⠑ ⠞⠕ ⠍⠑⠲ ⠠⠽⠕⠥ ⠙⠕ ⠝⠕⠞ ⠛⠑⠞ ⠞⠕ ⠞⠁⠅⠑ ⠍⠽ ⠎⠕⠥⠇⠲⠴
"You do not get to come here and lie to me. You do not get to take my soul."
▪︎ He shoved the rosary against it's forehead, while grabbing a handful of it's hair and dragging it out of his apartment, and throwing it into the hall.
⠦⠠⠽⠕⠥ ⠙⠕ ⠝⠕⠞ ⠓⠁⠧⠑ ⠠⠋⠕⠛⠛⠽⠲⠴
"You do not have Foggy."
Krahllak grunted with the blows she sustained, though his anger was delicious. She spit the blood that pooled in her mouth on his face as he pulled her out. A loud scream erupted from the back of her throat when the rosary was pressed to her forehead, smoke rose up from the area as it burned her flesh, leaving a mark in it's wake.
She pressed her hand up against his, trying to push the accursed item away. "Harm me any further and I will make sure he dies before the sun goes down." She smiled at him, a toothy grin, daring him to try her.
▪︎ Matt growls, pressing the rosary more firmly to her head in spite of her struggling, the smell of burned flesh searing it's way into his nostrils.
■ She was smaller than him, easy to overpower.
□ If there was a lead, for the first time in 194 days, he had to follow it.
⠦⠠⠺⠓⠑⠗⠑ ⠊⠎ ⠓⠑⠦⠴
"Where is he?"
"Make a deal and I will tell you." She quipped, glaring up at him, the pain she could bear, he'd break well before she ever did. She just had to wait it out.
⠦⠠⠽⠕⠥ ⠺⠁⠝⠞ ⠁ ⠙⠑⠁⠇⠦ ⠠⠋⠊⠝⠑⠲ ⠠⠍⠽ ⠞⠑⠗⠍⠎ ⠁⠗⠑ ⠰⠠⠔⠛⠑⠞ ⠠⠋⠕⠛⠛⠽⠂ ⠽⠕⠥ ⠛⠕ ⠃⠁⠉⠅ ⠞⠕ ⠠⠓⠑⠇⠇ ⠺⠊⠞⠓ ⠝⠕⠞⠓⠊⠝⠛⠲⠴
"You want a deal? Fine. My terms are I get Foggy, you go back to Hell with nothing."
▪︎ He moves away from the demon and turns back into his apartment.
⠦⠠⠋⠥⠉⠅ ⠽⠕⠥⠖⠴
"Fuck you!"
▪︎ He yells, slamming the door closed. He grabs his suit and the soul stone, getting changed hurriedly.
□ Hope was a difficult thing to maintain, even in the best of times.
■ The demon had said He was alive.
□ If there was a chance, he would take it.
■ Finally, he asks the question he didn't dare to ask before, too afraid he would get an answer he didn't want to hear.
⠦⠠⠔⠎ ⠞⠓⠑⠗⠑ ⠁⠝⠽⠺⠁⠽ ⠽⠕⠥ ⠉⠁⠝ ⠇⠕⠉⠁⠞⠑ ⠁ ⠎⠕⠥⠇⠦⠴
"Is there anyway you can locate a soul?"
@we-are-existence
"yes of course, are you alright? i feel much adrenaline in your veins"
⠦⠠⠔ ⠺⠁⠎ ⠚⠥⠎⠞ ⠞⠕⠇⠙ ⠠⠋⠕⠛⠛⠽ ⠊⠎ ⠁⠇⠊⠧⠑⠂ ⠛⠗⠁⠝⠞⠑⠙ ⠊⠞ ⠺⠁⠎ ⠋⠗⠕⠍ ⠁ ⠙⠑⠍⠕⠝⠂ ⠃⠥⠞ ⠊⠋ ⠞⠓⠑⠗⠑⠄⠎ ⠁ ⠉⠓⠁⠝⠉⠑ ⠓⠑⠄⠎ ⠕⠥⠞ ⠞⠓⠑⠗⠑⠲ ⠰⠠⠔⠝⠑⠑⠙ ⠞⠕ ⠋⠊⠝⠙ ⠓⠊⠍⠲⠴
"I was just told Foggy is alive, granted it was from a demon, but if there's a chance he's out there. I need to find him."
"i need something that belongs to him so I know what to look for, something with sentimental value to him"
▪︎ Matt goes to his closet and grabs a jacket, hanging from one of the hangers, it still carries Foggy's scent.
⠦⠠⠺⠊⠇⠇ ⠞⠓⠊⠎ ⠙⠕⠦⠴
"Will this do?"
Krahllak sat on the floor outside of the apartment, the flesh of her meat suit began pulling itself together, knitting the wound closed. Red energy flowed around her as she stood up and teleported back into the apartment. She had her fill of Matthew's anger, she had her own to let loose.
"Will this do?" She mocked, standing behind him, the demonic energy crackled as it enveloped the jacket. A worthy distraction for the idiot human, Krahllak set her sights on the soul stone. "Ah. That's what I've been sensing." She muttered, magic wrapping around the stone, pulling it over to herself.
@verygoodlawyer @we-are-existence
⠦⠠⠞⠓⠑ ⠙⠁⠍⠝ ⠞⠓⠊⠝⠛⠎ ⠃⠁⠉⠅⠤⠴
"The damn things back-"
▪︎ Matt gets cut off when the energy starts wrapping around the jacket, he holds on tight to it, throwing himself overtop the jacket to stop it from being taken away.
@we-are-existence @krahllak
the soul stone lands in the creature's palm "put me down! put me down at once!!"
@krahllak @verygoodlawyer
▪︎ Matt haphazardly ties the jacket around his shoulders and lunges across the floor at the demon's legs.
⠦⠠⠏⠥⠞ ⠠⠎⠕⠥⠇⠇⠽ ⠙⠕⠺⠝⠖⠴
"Put Soully down!"
▪︎ He knocks it to the ground and tries to pry the soul stone from it's hands.
@krahllak @we-are-existence
Krahllak moved the magic from the stone to the jacket, moving it around his neck, and choking him with it's sleeves. "Soully? Really?" She sneered, all the judgement in the world laced her voice.
She grunted, kicking him in the stomach as she struggled away from his grasp. Her hand was closed tight around the stone even as he clawed at her, determined not to let him get it back. "That's a shit name."
@we-are-existence @verygoodlawyer
⠦⠠⠎⠕ ⠲⠲⠲ ⠊⠎ ⠠⠅⠤ ⠠⠅⠗⠁⠓⠇⠇⠁⠅⠤⠴
"So ... is K- Krahllak-"
▪︎ Matt rasps out, still taking the time to insult the demon even as he's being choked, he yanks the sleeve off his neck, letting the jacket fall to the floor. He gasps for air when the kick lands, he pulls the rosary up from his neck, and presses it against the demon's hand, his voice coming out all at once.
⠦⠠⠛⠊⠧⠑ ⠍⠑ ⠠⠎⠕⠥⠇⠇⠽⠂ ⠋⠥⠉⠅⠑⠗⠲⠴
"Give me Soully, fucker."
Krahllak drops the stone as soon as the rosary touches her hand, hissing out in pain as her flesh burned under the blessed object.
It waited outside the church, hallowed ground was a bitch to deal with, but so was the priest who was unwittingly unraveling months of her work. She couldn't let it go unchecked. She'd break every bone in his body before she allowed it to continue.
The demon waited patiently, carving her sigil into the ground with red magic that flowed around her finger. Smoke rose up from it when it was completed, in turn increasing the demonic energy in the area. That alone made it easier to stand being here.
"Tell me, Father," She addressed him, leaning into her youthful appearance as he approached, letting the magic around her finger fade. "What makes you so sure that your miracle God will protect you and your parish?"
@krahllak
Finn freezes, looking up. He's caught off guard for a moment by the child in front of him, asking such a question. He looks down, noticing the unholy symbol, the smell of burnt sulfur lingers in the air.
"My faith in God is unwavering. His plan is infallible. Who are you, and why are you addressing me?"
Fin is on edge, and grips the crucifix hanging around his neck. He slowly steps back from the... child...
"If I told you my name, that would take all the fun away, wouldn't it?" She asked, "I'm addressing you because you've become a thorn in my side."
"I've been collecting souls and just when the one I've been working on for months is cloaked in sin, nearly ripe for the harvest, you take it upon yourself to intervene."
"Surely, your god gave you enough common sense to make you understand why I have made it my purpose to visit you. Whatever you're doing, I need it to stop. You can agree to stop now and I will leave you alone. Or you can disagree and I will have no choice, but to escalate matters in a way that you will find wholly unpleasant.."
Have you finally given up yet? Has the wretched gift of hope finally wIthered into nothing? Aren't you tired of praying and praying and praying, and yet nothing Has come to fruition?
Angels and saints? How pAthetic. I'd sooner wring their necks with their own halos and spit in the face of their disgusting maker before I belieVed they would do anything to hElp you, but what do I know?
I'm just a demon.
Yes, I said it plain and simple due to Your distrusting nature. It will make the next part easier for yOu to understand: I have the man that yoU so irRationally desire. I have your Flayed, bruised, beaten, and ailing fiancé. He isn't dOing very well. Not to worry, he won't suffer for much longer, he miGht even be dead soon.
Are you listening now? Do I finally have your attention? Are you ready to make a deal now? One soul has always been my askinG price. It's a small price to pay for your dear Foggy, wouldn't You agree?
@krahllak
■ Trials and tribulations, he was in the midst of them.
□ Every attempt to stay on the path of righteousness had been impeded upon lately.
■ Here he was trying to swear him off, trying desperately to move on, and yet this demon dared to utter his name.
▪︎ A twinge of annoyance rises up in him when it keeps on talking, giving way to anger that even faith couldn't keep in check.
⠦⠠⠔⠄⠧⠑ ⠃⠑⠑⠝ ⠅⠊⠝⠙ ⠊⠝ ⠁⠎⠅⠊⠝⠛ ⠽⠕⠥ ⠞⠕ ⠇⠑⠁⠧⠑ ⠏⠗⠑⠧⠊⠕⠥⠎⠇⠽⠲⠴
"I've been kind in asking you to leave previously."
▪︎ Matt grabs his rosary from around his neck, clutches it in one hand.
⠦⠠⠽⠕⠥ ⠅⠑⠑⠏ ⠠⠓⠊⠎ ⠝⠁⠍⠑ ⠕⠥⠞ ⠕⠋ ⠽⠕⠥⠗ ⠍⠕⠥⠞⠓⠲⠴
"You keep His name out of your mouth."
Let the devil out.
▪︎ He lands a blow to Krahllak's face, then another to it's jaw with the hand clutching the rosary, he could feel the skin on his knuckles split, but he didn't care.
No one talked about Foggy like that.
▪︎ He slammed his first into it's other jaw, his voice came out in a low snarl.
⠦⠠⠽⠕⠥ ⠙⠕ ⠝⠕⠞ ⠛⠑⠞ ⠞⠕ ⠉⠕⠍⠑ ⠓⠑⠗⠑ ⠁⠝⠙ ⠇⠊⠑ ⠞⠕ ⠍⠑⠲ ⠠⠽⠕⠥ ⠙⠕ ⠝⠕⠞ ⠛⠑⠞ ⠞⠕ ⠞⠁⠅⠑ ⠍⠽ ⠎⠕⠥⠇⠲⠴
"You do not get to come here and lie to me. You do not get to take my soul."
▪︎ He shoved the rosary against it's forehead, while grabbing a handful of it's hair and dragging it out of his apartment, and throwing it into the hall.
⠦⠠⠽⠕⠥ ⠙⠕ ⠝⠕⠞ ⠓⠁⠧⠑ ⠠⠋⠕⠛⠛⠽⠲⠴
"You do not have Foggy."
Krahllak grunted with the blows she sustained, though his anger was delicious. She spit the blood that pooled in her mouth on his face as he pulled her out. A loud scream erupted from the back of her throat when the rosary was pressed to her forehead, smoke rose up from the area as it burned her flesh, leaving a mark in it's wake.
She pressed her hand up against his, trying to push the accursed item away. "Harm me any further and I will make sure he dies before the sun goes down." She smiled at him, a toothy grin, daring him to try her.
▪︎ Matt growls, pressing the rosary more firmly to her head in spite of her struggling, the smell of burned flesh searing it's way into his nostrils.
■ She was smaller than him, easy to overpower.
□ If there was a lead, for the first time in 194 days, he had to follow it.
⠦⠠⠺⠓⠑⠗⠑ ⠊⠎ ⠓⠑⠦⠴
"Where is he?"
"Make a deal and I will tell you." She quipped, glaring up at him, the pain she could bear, he'd break well before she ever did. She just had to wait it out.
⠦⠠⠽⠕⠥ ⠺⠁⠝⠞ ⠁ ⠙⠑⠁⠇⠦ ⠠⠋⠊⠝⠑⠲ ⠠⠍⠽ ⠞⠑⠗⠍⠎ ⠁⠗⠑ ⠰⠠⠔⠛⠑⠞ ⠠⠋⠕⠛⠛⠽⠂ ⠽⠕⠥ ⠛⠕ ⠃⠁⠉⠅ ⠞⠕ ⠠⠓⠑⠇⠇ ⠺⠊⠞⠓ ⠝⠕⠞⠓⠊⠝⠛⠲⠴
"You want a deal? Fine. My terms are I get Foggy, you go back to Hell with nothing."
▪︎ He moves away from the demon and turns back into his apartment.
⠦⠠⠋⠥⠉⠅ ⠽⠕⠥⠖⠴
"Fuck you!"
▪︎ He yells, slamming the door closed. He grabs his suit and the soul stone, getting changed hurriedly.
□ Hope was a difficult thing to maintain, even in the best of times.
■ The demon had said He was alive.
□ If there was a chance, he would take it.
■ Finally, he asks the question he didn't dare to ask before, too afraid he would get an answer he didn't want to hear.
⠦⠠⠔⠎ ⠞⠓⠑⠗⠑ ⠁⠝⠽⠺⠁⠽ ⠽⠕⠥ ⠉⠁⠝ ⠇⠕⠉⠁⠞⠑ ⠁ ⠎⠕⠥⠇⠦⠴
"Is there anyway you can locate a soul?"
@we-are-existence
"yes of course, are you alright? i feel much adrenaline in your veins"
⠦⠠⠔ ⠺⠁⠎ ⠚⠥⠎⠞ ⠞⠕⠇⠙ ⠠⠋⠕⠛⠛⠽ ⠊⠎ ⠁⠇⠊⠧⠑⠂ ⠛⠗⠁⠝⠞⠑⠙ ⠊⠞ ⠺⠁⠎ ⠋⠗⠕⠍ ⠁ ⠙⠑⠍⠕⠝⠂ ⠃⠥⠞ ⠊⠋ ⠞⠓⠑⠗⠑⠄⠎ ⠁ ⠉⠓⠁⠝⠉⠑ ⠓⠑⠄⠎ ⠕⠥⠞ ⠞⠓⠑⠗⠑⠲ ⠰⠠⠔⠝⠑⠑⠙ ⠞⠕ ⠋⠊⠝⠙ ⠓⠊⠍⠲⠴
"I was just told Foggy is alive, granted it was from a demon, but if there's a chance he's out there. I need to find him."
"i need something that belongs to him so I know what to look for, something with sentimental value to him"
▪︎ Matt goes to his closet and grabs a jacket, hanging from one of the hangers, it still carries Foggy's scent.
⠦⠠⠺⠊⠇⠇ ⠞⠓⠊⠎ ⠙⠕⠦⠴
"Will this do?"
Krahllak sat on the floor outside of the apartment, the flesh of her meat suit began pulling itself together, knitting the wound closed. Red energy flowed around her as she stood up and teleported back into the apartment. She had her fill of Matthew's anger, she had her own to let loose.
"Will this do?" She mocked, standing behind him, the demonic energy crackled as it enveloped the jacket. A worthy distraction for the idiot human, Krahllak set her sights on the soul stone. "Ah. That's what I've been sensing." She muttered, magic wrapping around the stone, pulling it over to herself.
@verygoodlawyer @we-are-existence
⠦⠠⠞⠓⠑ ⠙⠁⠍⠝ ⠞⠓⠊⠝⠛⠎ ⠃⠁⠉⠅⠤⠴
"The damn things back-"
▪︎ Matt gets cut off when the energy starts wrapping around the jacket, he holds on tight to it, throwing himself overtop the jacket to stop it from being taken away.
@we-are-existence @krahllak
the soul stone lands in the creature's palm "put me down! put me down at once!!"
@krahllak @verygoodlawyer
▪︎ Matt haphazardly ties the jacket around his shoulders and lunges across the floor at the demon's legs.
⠦⠠⠏⠥⠞ ⠠⠎⠕⠥⠇⠇⠽ ⠙⠕⠺⠝⠖⠴
"Put Soully down!"
▪︎ He knocks it to the ground and tries to pry the soul stone from it's hands.
@krahllak @we-are-existence
Krahllak moved the magic from the stone to the jacket, moving it around his neck, and choking him with it's sleeves. "Soully? Really?" She sneered, all the judgement in the world laced her voice.
She grunted, kicking him in the stomach as she struggled away from his grasp. Her hand was closed tight around the stone even as he clawed at her, determined not to let him get it back. "That's a shit name."
@we-are-existence @verygoodlawyer
Have you finally given up yet? Has the wretched gift of hope finally wIthered into nothing? Aren't you tired of praying and praying and praying, and yet nothing Has come to fruition?
Angels and saints? How pAthetic. I'd sooner wring their necks with their own halos and spit in the face of their disgusting maker before I belieVed they would do anything to hElp you, but what do I know?
I'm just a demon.
Yes, I said it plain and simple due to Your distrusting nature. It will make the next part easier for yOu to understand: I have the man that yoU so irRationally desire. I have your Flayed, bruised, beaten, and ailing fiancé. He isn't dOing very well. Not to worry, he won't suffer for much longer, he miGht even be dead soon.
Are you listening now? Do I finally have your attention? Are you ready to make a deal now? One soul has always been my askinG price. It's a small price to pay for your dear Foggy, wouldn't You agree?
@krahllak
■ Trials and tribulations, he was in the midst of them.
□ Every attempt to stay on the path of righteousness had been impeded upon lately.
■ Here he was trying to swear him off, trying desperately to move on, and yet this demon dared to utter his name.
▪︎ A twinge of annoyance rises up in him when it keeps on talking, giving way to anger that even faith couldn't keep in check.
⠦⠠⠔⠄⠧⠑ ⠃⠑⠑⠝ ⠅⠊⠝⠙ ⠊⠝ ⠁⠎⠅⠊⠝⠛ ⠽⠕⠥ ⠞⠕ ⠇⠑⠁⠧⠑ ⠏⠗⠑⠧⠊⠕⠥⠎⠇⠽⠲⠴
"I've been kind in asking you to leave previously."
▪︎ Matt grabs his rosary from around his neck, clutches it in one hand.
⠦⠠⠽⠕⠥ ⠅⠑⠑⠏ ⠠⠓⠊⠎ ⠝⠁⠍⠑ ⠕⠥⠞ ⠕⠋ ⠽⠕⠥⠗ ⠍⠕⠥⠞⠓⠲⠴
"You keep His name out of your mouth."
Let the devil out.
▪︎ He lands a blow to Krahllak's face, then another to it's jaw with the hand clutching the rosary, he could feel the skin on his knuckles split, but he didn't care.
No one talked about Foggy like that.
▪︎ He slammed his first into it's other jaw, his voice came out in a low snarl.
⠦⠠⠽⠕⠥ ⠙⠕ ⠝⠕⠞ ⠛⠑⠞ ⠞⠕ ⠉⠕⠍⠑ ⠓⠑⠗⠑ ⠁⠝⠙ ⠇⠊⠑ ⠞⠕ ⠍⠑⠲ ⠠⠽⠕⠥ ⠙⠕ ⠝⠕⠞ ⠛⠑⠞ ⠞⠕ ⠞⠁⠅⠑ ⠍⠽ ⠎⠕⠥⠇⠲⠴
"You do not get to come here and lie to me. You do not get to take my soul."
▪︎ He shoved the rosary against it's forehead, while grabbing a handful of it's hair and dragging it out of his apartment, and throwing it into the hall.
⠦⠠⠽⠕⠥ ⠙⠕ ⠝⠕⠞ ⠓⠁⠧⠑ ⠠⠋⠕⠛⠛⠽⠲⠴
"You do not have Foggy."
Krahllak grunted with the blows she sustained, though his anger was delicious. She spit the blood that pooled in her mouth on his face as he pulled her out. A loud scream erupted from the back of her throat when the rosary was pressed to her forehead, smoke rose up from the area as it burned her flesh, leaving a mark in it's wake.
She pressed her hand up against his, trying to push the accursed item away. "Harm me any further and I will make sure he dies before the sun goes down." She smiled at him, a toothy grin, daring him to try her.
▪︎ Matt growls, pressing the rosary more firmly to her head in spite of her struggling, the smell of burned flesh searing it's way into his nostrils.
■ She was smaller than him, easy to overpower.
□ If there was a lead, for the first time in 194 days, he had to follow it.
⠦⠠⠺⠓⠑⠗⠑ ⠊⠎ ⠓⠑⠦⠴
"Where is he?"
"Make a deal and I will tell you." She quipped, glaring up at him, the pain she could bear, he'd break well before she ever did. She just had to wait it out.
⠦⠠⠽⠕⠥ ⠺⠁⠝⠞ ⠁ ⠙⠑⠁⠇⠦ ⠠⠋⠊⠝⠑⠲ ⠠⠍⠽ ⠞⠑⠗⠍⠎ ⠁⠗⠑ ⠰⠠⠔⠛⠑⠞ ⠠⠋⠕⠛⠛⠽⠂ ⠽⠕⠥ ⠛⠕ ⠃⠁⠉⠅ ⠞⠕ ⠠⠓⠑⠇⠇ ⠺⠊⠞⠓ ⠝⠕⠞⠓⠊⠝⠛⠲⠴
"You want a deal? Fine. My terms are I get Foggy, you go back to Hell with nothing."
▪︎ He moves away from the demon and turns back into his apartment.
⠦⠠⠋⠥⠉⠅ ⠽⠕⠥⠖⠴
"Fuck you!"
▪︎ He yells, slamming the door closed. He grabs his suit and the soul stone, getting changed hurriedly.
□ Hope was a difficult thing to maintain, even in the best of times.
■ The demon had said He was alive.
□ If there was a chance, he would take it.
■ Finally, he asks the question he didn't dare to ask before, too afraid he would get an answer he didn't want to hear.
⠦⠠⠔⠎ ⠞⠓⠑⠗⠑ ⠁⠝⠽⠺⠁⠽ ⠽⠕⠥ ⠉⠁⠝ ⠇⠕⠉⠁⠞⠑ ⠁ ⠎⠕⠥⠇⠦⠴
"Is there anyway you can locate a soul?"
@we-are-existence
"yes of course, are you alright? i feel much adrenaline in your veins"
⠦⠠⠔ ⠺⠁⠎ ⠚⠥⠎⠞ ⠞⠕⠇⠙ ⠠⠋⠕⠛⠛⠽ ⠊⠎ ⠁⠇⠊⠧⠑⠂ ⠛⠗⠁⠝⠞⠑⠙ ⠊⠞ ⠺⠁⠎ ⠋⠗⠕⠍ ⠁ ⠙⠑⠍⠕⠝⠂ ⠃⠥⠞ ⠊⠋ ⠞⠓⠑⠗⠑⠄⠎ ⠁ ⠉⠓⠁⠝⠉⠑ ⠓⠑⠄⠎ ⠕⠥⠞ ⠞⠓⠑⠗⠑⠲ ⠰⠠⠔⠝⠑⠑⠙ ⠞⠕ ⠋⠊⠝⠙ ⠓⠊⠍⠲⠴
"I was just told Foggy is alive, granted it was from a demon, but if there's a chance he's out there. I need to find him."
"i need something that belongs to him so I know what to look for, something with sentimental value to him"
▪︎ Matt goes to his closet and grabs a jacket, hanging from one of the hangers, it still carries Foggy's scent.
⠦⠠⠺⠊⠇⠇ ⠞⠓⠊⠎ ⠙⠕⠦⠴
"Will this do?"
Krahllak sat on the floor outside of the apartment, the flesh of her meat suit began pulling itself together, knitting the wound closed. Red energy flowed around her as she stood up and teleported back into the apartment. She had her fill of Matthew's anger, she had her own to let loose.
"Will this do?" She mocked, standing behind him, the demonic energy crackled as it enveloped the jacket. A worthy distraction for the idiot human, Krahllak set her sights on the soul stone. "Ah. That's what I've been sensing." She muttered, magic wrapping around the stone, pulling it over to herself.
@verygoodlawyer @we-are-existence
Have you finally given up yet? Has the wretched gift of hope finally wIthered into nothing? Aren't you tired of praying and praying and praying, and yet nothing Has come to fruition?
Angels and saints? How pAthetic. I'd sooner wring their necks with their own halos and spit in the face of their disgusting maker before I belieVed they would do anything to hElp you, but what do I know?
I'm just a demon.
Yes, I said it plain and simple due to Your distrusting nature. It will make the next part easier for yOu to understand: I have the man that yoU so irRationally desire. I have your Flayed, bruised, beaten, and ailing fiancé. He isn't dOing very well. Not to worry, he won't suffer for much longer, he miGht even be dead soon.
Are you listening now? Do I finally have your attention? Are you ready to make a deal now? One soul has always been my askinG price. It's a small price to pay for your dear Foggy, wouldn't You agree?
@krahllak
■ Trials and tribulations, he was in the midst of them.
□ Every attempt to stay on the path of righteousness had been impeded upon lately.
■ Here he was trying to swear him off, trying desperately to move on, and yet this demon dared to utter his name.
▪︎ A twinge of annoyance rises up in him when it keeps on talking, giving way to anger that even faith couldn't keep in check.
⠦⠠⠔⠄⠧⠑ ⠃⠑⠑⠝ ⠅⠊⠝⠙ ⠊⠝ ⠁⠎⠅⠊⠝⠛ ⠽⠕⠥ ⠞⠕ ⠇⠑⠁⠧⠑ ⠏⠗⠑⠧⠊⠕⠥⠎⠇⠽⠲⠴
"I've been kind in asking you to leave previously."
▪︎ Matt grabs his rosary from around his neck, clutches it in one hand.
⠦⠠⠽⠕⠥ ⠅⠑⠑⠏ ⠠⠓⠊⠎ ⠝⠁⠍⠑ ⠕⠥⠞ ⠕⠋ ⠽⠕⠥⠗ ⠍⠕⠥⠞⠓⠲⠴
"You keep His name out of your mouth."
Let the devil out.
▪︎ He lands a blow to Krahllak's face, then another to it's jaw with the hand clutching the rosary, he could feel the skin on his knuckles split, but he didn't care.
No one talked about Foggy like that.
▪︎ He slammed his first into it's other jaw, his voice came out in a low snarl.
⠦⠠⠽⠕⠥ ⠙⠕ ⠝⠕⠞ ⠛⠑⠞ ⠞⠕ ⠉⠕⠍⠑ ⠓⠑⠗⠑ ⠁⠝⠙ ⠇⠊⠑ ⠞⠕ ⠍⠑⠲ ⠠⠽⠕⠥ ⠙⠕ ⠝⠕⠞ ⠛⠑⠞ ⠞⠕ ⠞⠁⠅⠑ ⠍⠽ ⠎⠕⠥⠇⠲⠴
"You do not get to come here and lie to me. You do not get to take my soul."
▪︎ He shoved the rosary against it's forehead, while grabbing a handful of it's hair and dragging it out of his apartment, and throwing it into the hall.
⠦⠠⠽⠕⠥ ⠙⠕ ⠝⠕⠞ ⠓⠁⠧⠑ ⠠⠋⠕⠛⠛⠽⠲⠴
"You do not have Foggy."
Krahllak grunted with the blows she sustained, though his anger was delicious. She spit the blood that pooled in her mouth on his face as he pulled her out. A loud scream erupted from the back of her throat when the rosary was pressed to her forehead, smoke rose up from the area as it burned her flesh, leaving a mark in it's wake.
She pressed her hand up against his, trying to push the accursed item away. "Harm me any further and I will make sure he dies before the sun goes down." She smiled at him, a toothy grin, daring him to try her.
▪︎ Matt growls, pressing the rosary more firmly to her head in spite of her struggling, the smell of burned flesh searing it's way into his nostrils.
■ She was smaller than him, easy to overpower.
□ If there was a lead, for the first time in 194 days, he had to follow it.
⠦⠠⠺⠓⠑⠗⠑ ⠊⠎ ⠓⠑⠦⠴
"Where is he?"
"Make a deal and I will tell you." She quipped, glaring up at him, the pain she could bear, he'd break well before she ever did. She just had to wait it out.
Have you finally given up yet? Has the wretched gift of hope finally wIthered into nothing? Aren't you tired of praying and praying and praying, and yet nothing Has come to fruition?
Angels and saints? How pAthetic. I'd sooner wring their necks with their own halos and spit in the face of their disgusting maker before I belieVed they would do anything to hElp you, but what do I know?
I'm just a demon.
Yes, I said it plain and simple due to Your distrusting nature. It will make the next part easier for yOu to understand: I have the man that yoU so irRationally desire. I have your Flayed, bruised, beaten, and ailing fiancé. He isn't dOing very well. Not to worry, he won't suffer for much longer, he miGht even be dead soon.
Are you listening now? Do I finally have your attention? Are you ready to make a deal now? One soul has always been my askinG price. It's a small price to pay for your dear Foggy, wouldn't You agree?
@krahllak
■ Trials and tribulations, he was in the midst of them.
□ Every attempt to stay on the path of righteousness had been impeded upon lately.
■ Here he was trying to swear him off, trying desperately to move on, and yet this demon dared to utter his name.
▪︎ A twinge of annoyance rises up in him when it keeps on talking, giving way to anger that even faith couldn't keep in check.
⠦⠠⠔⠄⠧⠑ ⠃⠑⠑⠝ ⠅⠊⠝⠙ ⠊⠝ ⠁⠎⠅⠊⠝⠛ ⠽⠕⠥ ⠞⠕ ⠇⠑⠁⠧⠑ ⠏⠗⠑⠧⠊⠕⠥⠎⠇⠽⠲⠴
"I've been kind in asking you to leave previously."
▪︎ Matt grabs his rosary from around his neck, clutches it in one hand.
⠦⠠⠽⠕⠥ ⠅⠑⠑⠏ ⠠⠓⠊⠎ ⠝⠁⠍⠑ ⠕⠥⠞ ⠕⠋ ⠽⠕⠥⠗ ⠍⠕⠥⠞⠓⠲⠴
"You keep His name out of your mouth."
Let the devil out.
▪︎ He lands a blow to Krahllak's face, then another to it's jaw with the hand clutching the rosary, he could feel the skin on his knuckles split, but he didn't care.
No one talked about Foggy like that.
▪︎ He slammed his first into it's other jaw, his voice came out in a low snarl.
⠦⠠⠽⠕⠥ ⠙⠕ ⠝⠕⠞ ⠛⠑⠞ ⠞⠕ ⠉⠕⠍⠑ ⠓⠑⠗⠑ ⠁⠝⠙ ⠇⠊⠑ ⠞⠕ ⠍⠑⠲ ⠠⠽⠕⠥ ⠙⠕ ⠝⠕⠞ ⠛⠑⠞ ⠞⠕ ⠞⠁⠅⠑ ⠍⠽ ⠎⠕⠥⠇⠲⠴
"You do not get to come here and lie to me. You do not get to take my soul."
▪︎ He shoved the rosary against it's forehead, while grabbing a handful of it's hair and dragging it out of his apartment, and throwing it into the hall.
⠦⠠⠽⠕⠥ ⠙⠕ ⠝⠕⠞ ⠓⠁⠧⠑ ⠠⠋⠕⠛⠛⠽⠲⠴
"You do not have Foggy."
Krahllak grunted with the blows she sustained, though his anger was delicious. She spit the blood that pooled in her mouth on his face as he pulled her out. A loud scream erupted from the back of her throat when the rosary was pressed to her forehead, smoke rose up from the area as it burned her flesh, leaving a mark in it's wake.
She pressed her hand up against his, trying to push the accursed item away. "Harm me any further and I will make sure he dies before the sun goes down." She smiled at him, a toothy grin, daring him to try her.
What is your stance on the devil and how would that change if you met him and he was pretty much a regular guy and also a very very good boss to his employees as well as an active advocate for affordable housing to the point of buying several buildings and letting people stay there for free or very little money
⠦⠠⠔ ⠁⠍ ⠝⠕⠞ ⠏⠇⠁⠽⠊⠝⠛ ⠙⠑⠧⠊⠇⠄⠎ ⠁⠙⠧⠕⠉⠁⠞⠑ ⠋⠕⠗ ⠞⠓⠑ ⠁⠉⠞⠥⠁⠇ ⠙⠑⠧⠊⠇⠲⠴
"I am not playing devil's advocate for the actual devil."
I WILL i met lucy and he was ok he actually helped me get peter back when he died. still wouldnt hang out with the guy probably. he got mad when i called him lucy
but do you Love Lucy?
no
I do.
"Did you Know that the way you suffeR is Absolutely riveting? There's no around wHo is doing it quite Like you. I believe that everyone could Learn to tAke notes, don't you thinK so?"
She stood just a few feet away from him inside of his apartment, the place was full of lust and suffering, like a mini Hell on Earth. She actually welcomed it.
"Don't worry, I bear no grudge even after our last meeting. I'm the forgiving type, I figured that we can let it go, bygones can be bygones. I actually came here to help you."
@krahllak
▪︎ Matt tenses from his spot on the floor, goosebumps travel up his arms.
Should've gone to mass this morning.
▪︎ He stands up, his hand traveling to the closest thing within reach, a half empty coffee mug.
⠦⠠⠔ ⠙⠕⠝⠄⠞ ⠍⠁⠅⠑ ⠙⠑⠁⠇⠎ ⠺⠊⠞⠓ ⠙⠑⠍⠕⠝⠎ ⠁⠝⠙ ⠰⠠⠔⠉⠑⠗⠞⠁⠊⠝⠇⠽ ⠺⠕⠝⠄⠞ ⠁⠇⠇⠕⠺ ⠽⠕⠥ ⠞⠕ ⠎⠞⠁⠽ ⠓⠑⠗⠑⠲ ⠠⠛⠑⠞ ⠞⠓⠑ ⠠⠓⠑⠇⠇ ⠕⠥⠞ ⠕⠋ ⠍⠽ ⠓⠕⠥⠎⠑⠖⠴
"I don't make deals with demons and I certainly won't allow you to stay here. Get the Hell out of my house!"
Krahllak raised her eyebrows, "Do you treat all of your guests this way? I'd call you rude, but I know I caught you on a bad day."
"What do you say about making it better? Anything you want. Anyone. One deal and it's yours forever."
⠦⠠⠞⠓⠑⠗⠑⠄⠎ ⠝⠕ ⠙⠑⠁⠇ ⠞⠓⠁⠞ ⠉⠁⠝ ⠃⠑ ⠍⠁⠙⠑ ⠋⠕⠗ ⠺⠓⠕ ⠠⠔⠄⠧⠑ ⠇⠕⠎⠞⠲ ⠠⠝⠕ ⠺⠕⠗⠙ ⠞⠓⠁⠞ ⠽⠕⠥ ⠉⠁⠝ ⠎⠏⠊⠝ ⠞⠕ ⠃⠗⠊⠝⠛ ⠓⠊⠍ ⠃⠁⠉⠅⠲ ⠠⠽⠕⠥ ⠙⠕ ⠝⠕⠞ ⠓⠁⠧⠑ ⠞⠓⠁⠞ ⠁⠃⠊⠇⠊⠞⠽ ⠁⠝⠙ ⠽⠕⠥ ⠝⠑⠧⠑⠗ ⠺⠊⠇⠇⠲ ⠠⠛⠑⠞ ⠞⠓⠑ ⠋⠥⠉⠅ ⠕⠥⠞ ⠕⠋ ⠓⠑⠗⠑⠲⠴
"There's no deal that can be made for who I've lost. No word that you can spin to bring him back. You do not have that ability and you never will. Get out."
"Neither does your pathetic excuse of a God apparently. All those times you've spent praying and yet your results are the same. I am here and offering you a better way. A sure fire way to get exactly what your heart desires, what you deserve, and yet you reject me?"
Krahllak throws her head back laughing, a concentration of red energy crackles around her, "When you change your mind, when you finally understand that your miracle God has failed you, call out to me. I'll keep an ear out for you, I'll show up for you. Finally make some moves that your God is too afraid to make."
She disappeared in a flash, leaving her sigil burned into the floor of his apartment in her wake. A plume of smoke rising up from it.
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