Mr. Death

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"Good job, " Satan complimented me.

"You're a monster, " I hiss.

"It's my duty "

He got up from his seat and went to the table and took a glass of blood. Satan was too manipulative.

"She died. You did your job. Everything is fine, " Lucifer explains to me.

"their innocent people you idiot " Not that we ever care about that before.

"If you haven't noticed I don't care "

I got red from anger. He was so insensitive. He forces it, he kills her without my permission. Now Mary Anne hates me.

"Why?" I ask

"You didn't want to do the job, so I simply ask a loyal angel to do it for me."

Our loyalty brought us as rejects, the lake of fire is awaiting us for our iniquities.

" Like you know something about loyalty," and I regret what I said because I knew that I was death itself.

An un-loyal spirit that exists to torment the bodily form of all humans.

I impacted all.

"I'm Satan, and I'm no loyal person nor nice nor helpful . " he said, " get out of my face and don't come back unless I request of you."

With one last look, I rolled my eyes and left his presence at once.

Out to see another of my most significant errors.

Mary Anne 

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