Asmodeus

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I stared at the clock on the wall. Time was going by extra slow. Suddenly, the visits started to slow down. Barbie Wire, Blitzos sister, saw me a few times, but ultimately no one came by anymore. Mammon came around when he had updates, he gave me Asmodeus' phone number. Not sure what I'm supposed to do with it though considering I can't text. I came to the realization that Blitzo wasn't going to come see me. Something in my mind just... snapped. I grew angry, and resentful toward Blitzo. That selfish piece of shit! How dare he! Suddenly, a negative thought overshadowed me. Am I being... forgotten? My pupils shrunk. So many thoughts happening all at once, the news about me stopped, the visits slowed down, maybe I need to accept the fact my career is over....I paused. No... it's not... I am the one and only Fizzarolli. But... maybe I'm just an insignificant "celebrity" that the hands of time is slowly washing away.. Then that name came to my mind again... Blitzo... this is HIS fault. It should be him who's in this position, not me! Suddenly, I heard a knock on my door. Asmodeus walked in with the prosthetics in tow. "Fizzarolli?" He softly spoke. I gave him a half hearted smile which I felt bad about, but I knew he sensed my pain. He walked over to my bed to show me a closer look. "These robotic parts should fit, but once I attach them you'll be sore for a while, and it'll take time to learn how to use them." He said as I gave him a nod. He connected the connector to my skin, and then proceeded to click together the arms. On the side a blue ring spun around, forming a heart in the middle, and lighting up the rest of the arms with blue stripes. He did the same process on my legs. "Now, it'll take time to learn to get used to these, so please don't get too frustrated. I'll be teaching you how to use them, and with your vocal cords being fried, I'll teach you how to communicate using them as well." He said cheerfully. I gave him an enthusiastic smile, to which he returned the favor. "Now..." he said. "Let's get to work."

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