The lost: Cleptophobia ((@delusionsofthebasement))
Cleptophobia: Your muse steals something from mine.
“FINALLY!” Azazel yelled out loud, striking a victorious pose as he let himself let out a loud laughter, glaring at the corpses of the Boss Rush Room under him “That’s what you scrublords get for messing with your PRINCE!”The young demon sat down on the remaining of Gabriel, taking a long, deep breathe. That time it was harder than usual, with all the shitty Items he found until then, but it looked like he was trying his best to remain positive.
Who knows? Maybe he could find some very nice trinket now - or maybe, even a strong Deal Item? Were they available, there?Who knows! Whatever it was going to be, that was going to be the best damn Item ever, he was sure about it!
After a few seconds for regaining his breathe and spitting on some more corpses, he finally flew towards the altar when his reward was awaiting, finding...
“...a note?” he asked, as his positivity started to shatter. Quite confused, he grabbed the item, reading the scribbles.
Dear AzazelGood job there! I thought you were going to hit the dust, I’m glad you won! :)However, it wasn’t nice to take ALL the items, before! You could’ve left some for me, you know? :(I hope you don’t mind if I take this Brimstone with me, I think I can finally meet the Lamb today and I want to try my best! Thank you so much :)- Lost
The demon read over and over the letter, eventually ripping it off with a big smile on his face.He hoped that little shit enjoyed the Brimstone, because he was going to show him how to use properly, later. Maybe by blowing up its face over and over again.
