Ya know, when you're condemned to eternal damnation you have a lot of time to reflect...
Guess I thought I was above concacences, but here I am, about to infiltrate some innocent Steve Town because some demon overlord told us to. All because of the sh!t stuff I did when I was alive.
"Come on rejects," the temporaraly appointed leader of this mission growled, "let's go."
Since none of the steves could see us we just walked in and took a few of them, everytime someone noticed they were gone I reset them.
"Somebody's comeing, we'll get the rest of them later." We all followed the leader back to the mountin and back through the portal.
I wonder when they'll figure out I didn't fully reset them, that they still remember they had friends before. Not like it'll do much, I had my chances to be a decent person. But it's something.
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Whoa- nice demon thingy? No way.
*proceeds to obsess over the idea of nice Demon Steves & Darkness of a short period*RQ