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Eternal deal with Devil Your Brain is Mine
Did you really think you could come crawling to me, pleading for power, without offering everything? look at you—trembling, naked, exposed. you’re nothing but a weak, sniveling shadow of a man, a toy begging to be broken. every inch of your flesh, every hollow part of your soul, is mine now, carved out by your own desperation. you didn’t walk into a deal—you fell into a trap, and now i’ll savor every gasp, every shudder, as i drag you through the torment of surrender. you’re not a man; you’re a vessel, a plaything to be molded and stretched, until the only thing you recognize in the mirror is the brand of my domination burned into your being.
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