"Who is it?" I heard an annoyed voice, his exasperating baritone voice, floating from within the closed room.

"Your 2 o'clock Sir." Delilah called back, continuing her I-don't-know-what's-going-on charade.

The door slowly flew open, and Lilah walked away, letting me deal with whatever this seemed to be.

"What's going on?" I asked as I took in the black wallpapers of the room. It was like walking into some kind of dungeon because of the lack of windows and the gloomy shadows cast by the hanging lamp. I rolled my eyes at the "intimidating" set-up.

"I'm leaving." He answered and my attention was drawn to the figure lying face down on the couch, as though sick, instead of being the physical form of the diabolical devil.

"Yeah like hell you are." I shook my head, not convinced. If only I could find what the conniving miscreant was attempting to do...

"I am!" He shot up indignantly and my eyes caught his messy hair and his disheveled suit. And yet he managed to look as sinful as always.

"You look like hell." The words escaped my mouth before they registered in my mind. But he just chuckled at the irony, a sad smile on his face, looking very uncharacteristic of him.

"I'm just tired. And kinda weak. I need to get back to the source of my powers, my home. It's what keeps me away long enough for your world to recuperate from my 'evil doings'." He rolled his eyes.

"Speaking of which, why did you send those spawns after Sam?"

"Me? I never sent anything after anyone!"

"Then why were they chasing her that night?"

"Which night?"

"The time with that sack loads of food!"

"Oh that time? It's because I was confused and pretty angry and annoyed. They must have subconsciously felt my angst towards her." He avoided meeting my gaze.

"Really?"

"Promise. You can ask the girls."

"So why did you call me here?" I raised an eyebrow and tried to look a little bit intimidating.

"Just wanted to let you know that you completed all the trials and I know you already got what you wanted and all, but yeah, I just wanted to ask you how you feel now, knowing that you completed all those hardships, you know, like do you feel worthy and satisfied?"

I looked at him, really really looked at him before I burst out laughing.

I can't believe he's doing this now...

"You wanna know how I feel?"

"Yes."

"Like if I'm proud that I survived your trials?" His eyes widened when I hit Bull's eye.

"You and the girls are smart. Very very smart. Like centuries old entities smart. And yet I figured it out that you are going to put me through this pride trial. And honestly do you want me to tell you honestly how I feel? Because I feel like telling you. So listen up. You are an A grade arsehole, and you have continuously ruined my life since the day I met you. The last few months were traumatic, would be an understatement! You are the single most infuriating person ever, and you basically made me question everything I knew! Heck, I'm still confused about most of the shit that's going on! Basically, you broke down the carefully constructed wall around me to the very foundations. Like I was so shook that an earthquake would have surprised me less!" His lips quirked up silently and mine did too.

"Yes, your little trials and stunts are fucking annoying and a nuisance to society. And basically you are supposed to be a cruel, evil, diabolical entity, but all I see is a murderer of mood. Like seriously, with all the crap you pulled, I should absolutely, invariably, undoubtedly hate you. But I don't." His head suddenly shot up to meet my eyes, and I met his glowing red eyes straight on, I wasn't scared anymore.

"I like you. A lot. Like more than I thought I could like anyone, and this is me, the guy who thought he was in love with Sam for years. But somehow, I seem to like you more. Much much more. Enough for me to consider a future with you. So if I have passed this trial too, then I would like to sign a contract with you Mr. Lucifer Diablo or Mr. Devil or whatever you prefer to be called. I wish to draw up a new contract with you where I give you my soul in return for.... nothing." The moment I said those words, it was like the air rushed out of my lungs, as I was pushed flush up against the wall by an invisible force, the devil still standing opposite from me, his face contorted in a strange expression.

"You think you like me?" He spat, finally meeting my eyes and I clearly saw the disgust in his deep red eyes.

"Yes."

"You think you can just like me and hate me like your pet or something and I'll accept it? You think I'm that simply human?" He let out a spine-chilling laugh.

"I- uh-"

"Shut it. I don't need your explanations for anything anymore."

He came closer, and peered into my eyes, as if trying to glean my thoughts, as if the secret to my soul was right there for him to easily find.

"Just answer this one thing.." He exhaled, pinching the bridge do his nose as the invisible force let me go and I was back on solid ground.

"Can you kill all your loved ones for gaining my trust? Can you actually go through with the act? After all, nothing you get in life is free, and you always have to exchange something of equal worth to the thing you need, if you really want it. That's how my contracts always work."

"What do you mean?"

"I want you to kill all your loved ones with your own hands: your parents, your sister, your grandparents, Sam, Josh.... all of them." His eyes glinted maliciously.

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OML stuff happeneddddd.... like so much stuff.

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