king dice x reader x devil

oh shit... part 3

An:From now on imp will be called dude cause this dude is the bestest dude in the entire fucking world of dudes my dude....
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You and the imp dude walk in to the broken house ,as you continue to learn what hell is going on with the devil!

Yn: what the hell you mean the devil owns me he doesn't own nothing of mine...

Dude: but he has your heart on silver platter...

You were shocked, how did he know and most importantly...wait does the devil know?!

Yn: I have no idea what you're talking about...

Dude:...yn the devil knows you liked him. He knew from the very start. He's been using your feelings to get you to stay...

You couldn't believe it...no you wouldn't believe it!

Yn: no he saved from the streets.... we made deal and I won! Fair and square! I wished for food, shelter and a job, and I got it... I won so couldn't have-

Imp: Did he ever say if you lose you'd lose your soul...

Yn: well he...he...

You realised what he ment as you flashed back to the deal... You were sitting next to him in the train as he started ask you about your past predicament... Your money troubles. You used worked for a cheap bars in your home town and help your dad with paying the bills... It was the least you could do at the time, he was a hard working man who did nothing but work on other people's cars. Ofcorse he loved being a mechanic but some time he would come home tiered out of his fucking mind and barley hang out with you cuz the poor man needed a nap. The only time you two had some true quality time was when he had some side project like his old cheve... when your old man had the energy you two would work that old scrap pile for hours! But of course after he died... You couldn't afford the house by your self and not long after you where out of electricity and water, you couldn't even afford a simple bag of groceries with out making your wallet dry for till payday. Your job hadn't been paying you as much as you needed but any time you tried to apply to a normal desk job they would deni you because of your shop lifting record. Well you wouldn't have one if you just had a job to help you pay for this kind shit but no at best you where working your ass off for 2 dollar tips, while you reaked of alcohol due to the lack of an access to a washing machine! The devil understood your situation and said that he could help but I would have to earn it. He whipped out a chess board and told you "play for your soul and I consider helping you with your financial dilemma~" he had charmed you into playing for your life but back then you thought you had nothing to lose, and you didn't. You weren't the best at chess but right as it looked liked you were going to lose you realized your queen has a chance of putting him in check-mate and with that you won and he took you clothes shopping and  ofcorse made you a bartender since you had experience in that field. You truly thought you had dodged a bullet thanks to your left over queen, you never questioned how an ancient demon as old as the world you walk on could of ignored your queen, he usally does everything thing in his power to win, it was that determination to win that got you falling for him in the first place... Wait... He never specified how he'd win your soul, just asked you to play for it...

Yn: dude... did he have my soul with out me knowing it...

Imp: he's the deceiver of deceivers, though his loop hole does prevent him from owning your soul completely it does give him the ability to corrupt it.

He starts closing the door and sets you down on a red couch as he heads to the kitchen to make you tea. Surprisingly dispite what the die house looks on the outside it's pretty decent in the inside, it's still kinda empty but you didn't mind since it looks like the water and electricity still works... probably another sitch for working for the devil, the place is probably runs on magic or some shit... damn it you should of asked for that!

Yn: so your saying that the devil own a bit of my soul...

Dude: and is the reason you love the furrball so much, he's been influenced your train of thought since the very beginning...

Yn: wait then why are telling me this... why should I believe you!

Dude: because your the only person who's even considered giving me a name... Your the only person who's bothered to really talk to me like a friend... the devil always tells us imps about his plans so we can help him succeed   but that's all he uses us for and well... if there's one thing he's right about it's that your special yn and you have potential.

Yn: does this mean that I might end up in hell...

Dude: well they're are three things you can do. Repent which mean you'd give your self up to the universe and find pure enlightenment ,or you could kill yourself before your soul becomes fully corrupted and live life as a constant reincarnation or if your unlucky a ghost in constant purgatory, and lastly you could live like this and use the devil's corruption as an advantage.

Yn: won't I burn in hell for that?

Imp: well in some cases you could try to balance the corruption in your soul and learn how to control it, but it this requires you to go through both and none of the other options. You would have to find a way to let the light and darkness coexistence, not letting one define you and instead lead a life with and without morals, and then and only then will you take your free will back, you will learn the true meaning of power and success.

You were confused but at the same time it made some since, instead of living live as good or bad, why not go for chaotic neutral! You don't have to let the devil contribute your mentally fully nor do you have to fret over purity and trying to fight the inevitable... us mortal human beings are imperfect at birth and we all worry about if we're good or bad and even doubting ourselves cuz we see things as black and white, we've been told that our whole lives that we can either be good or bad and it'sup to us to choose... well you were done with people assuming your a bad person because of your upbringing or worse thinking your some innocent puppy that the devil was lucky enough to put it and take it home, no you know full well that you were played for a fool but you asked it apon yourself... besides everyone knows you should never deal with the literal devil but it was too late for that. Besides you knew that if devil wanted you to fall for him for his own gain... well no amount of love you had for your boss could compare to the need to get even...

Yn: I'm done with the casino's bullshit. First the rumors, then their was the feud with dice that turned out to be held back attraction for me, and now the devil... the man I loved and adored had been using me for his own greedy game... I was never quite sure of whether I was ever doing the right thing or not but that's not what matters anymore. It time for change... besides after all this time of worrying about doing what right for me, I think it's time I take a left.