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"Bow before the master," no other than Satan himself said. Petrified, I did as I was told, looking at my worn out shoes.
"Look at me, young boy," he said. Again, I obliged.
"What's your name?" He said in rage.
"M-michael, sir." I was visibly trembling from fear.
"How cute. So ...angelic." He said, followed by a fit of laughter.
I was seriously about to cry right now. This better be a dream.
"Guards! Take him to the changing room. And little one, you're in charge of this," he says to a girl standing directly to his left, looking at her shoes.
"Heads up, back straight, princess." He scolds her as she straightens her once slouched posture.
"Yes, father." She said quietly.
The two 'guards' from before take me out of the room to another one that looked like a salon.
Seriously, I thought. But then again, he did say 'changing room'.
The girl from earlier entered the room with a scowl on her face as she dismissed the guards. She sighed when the door clicked shut, then she turned to me and whispered,
"I'm so sorry."
This has nothing to do with my beliefs whatsoever. This is just a story of fiction and I have absolutely NO ASSOCIATION with it. It doesn't have anything to do with me personally, I came up with this in minutes and got excited to write. I hope you all understand.
Love y'all ~ Rxx
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Devil || m.c
Fanfiction"I've been working in the shadows, was a friendly enemy...." Completed. 【27082016 ~ 23122016】
