Chapter Ten

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Satan just could not get over God's confusion of what had happened.

The pink-eyed, human-like being's face was currently pressed up against a pillow a demon had thankfully grabbed for Satan. The reason God's face was smashed into a pillow was because he had been screaming non-stop for at least an hour. Luckily the same demon was on her way to grab a table that they could strap the "all powerful" being to. His screams were only growing louder it seemed and Satan could not believe such a brat claimed creating the universe. They obviously had both found a planet with chance of humans, and settled down to see how it turned out. It was like having pets. Pets that worshiped one and shunned another.

Satan sighed and glanced to the side to see some boys crawled out of a hole that had opened in the floor. What a shame, they had already been damned to Hell at such a young age. Luckily he could slowly age them until they were old enough to become demons. Even Satan had restrictions on what he could do in Hell. Unfortunatley demon babies were not a thing. Satan hoped he could compromise with God once the table was out and the straps were on.

Finally the demon ran up with the table and two others, and they began to lift the pink-eyed being onto th table and started to strap him down. He was still being smothered by Satan's pillow, but his screams grew in volume and fear as he realized what was going on. "What a child," Satan muttered. The red beast knew he should have been the one who was worshipped, and with the thought he pressed the pillow down harder. It was a shame God couldn't die because of a mere pillow.

The flames flickered around them and some residents tried to approach the table as the demons picked their way to God's room. Yes, God had a room. Satan had one in heaven too, but even the angels shunned him up there. He snorted and was sure he was breaking something as his pillow basically swallowed the deity.

Finally they reached the room, and the table was shoved into it. They unstrapped God and threw him onto the bed. His screams were unleashed as the pillow fell to the side, so the demons quickly scuttled outside and shut the door wuth an adible click. Satan sighed and began to walk to his throne, deciding he needed time to think about what had happened. But with a pop and an ahhhh, the last thing anyone heard from him was a groan.

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