A Deal With The Devil

Chapter 5: "Creature Lore 'n More"

I continue looking around the horrid apartment, only to be interrupted.
"You're a very nice kid." His grin showing, yet again.. "You are not familiar with the powers my 'friends' have, are you?" He says, looking seriously curious. I knew it was a rouse.
"No.. I'm not." I say, sounding as cheerful as possible.
"As of the now, you may die. However, once your death occurs, you may be brought back to earth. Depending on circumstance, you may get to continue with the body you have currently. If the circumstances say otherwise, you'll be forced to choose a new body." He says, showing off his vast knowledge.
I nod my head yes.
"The powers are the interesting part! As one of my children, you'll get praised by a few. Take it with a grain of salt. You will be disliked more. Try to go unnoticed. You will possess the power of well...possession.." He laughs at his own joke, to which I stay silent. "You'll also be 'blessed' with the power to ignite a small flame from each fingertip you possess. You will be permitted to kill, or harm, anyone who stands in your way of a task. Overpopulation is still a problem, keep that in mind. As far as other things, you won't gain unless you ask me, and, of course, I see it's fitting. The more loyal you are, the more you gain. Do you catch the drift?" He asks.
"Yes." I reply, very sternly.
"Now, for the rules." He says, cheerfully.
I roll my eyes in excitement for his next rant.
"As far as food, you will be forced to eat unheavenly things." He says in a way it almost makes me feel like he's sorry.
"Such as?" I ask, very confused.
"Well..meat... Any type shall do, but, not cooked. You will not get sick, but it will not taste good until you're starving, and when you starve, you lose strength in powers. With drinking, you need to drink water. Any type shall do. You will be healed at an accelerated pace, more so than most other humans. Less than those who follow your 'God.' However, it is still helpful. You may not burn, nor shall you be affected by crosses. Holy water, on the other hand, your kind was correct on. Any questions?" He looks at me almost expecting me to have caught any of that.
"Uh...well... How may I contact you?" I say, afraid he may have went over it previously.
"Ah! Yes! You also will have exceptionally long fingernails....and horns... Forget the latter for now. Anyways, they'll grow slowly for a bit, then grow unbelievably fast. You may trim them, but you just have to think of me, and run one long fingernail down the air, and it'll rip a hole, of sorts. Walk into said hole, and you'll be home. My home. But...still home!" He says, so jolly.
"Very well. Settle in. I'll come see you with details for the first mission, after." He vanishes.
I head over to the kitchen, opening the fridge to see no drinks, nor food. Then walk into the bathroom, it being next to my livingroom/bedroom. To see a mirror, a horrid toilet, shower, and nothing more. I didn't expect much, but c'mon. I walk to my couch and lay down, passing out before even noticing I was tired.