the woman devil
"I stopped. Everything stopped. Time bowed down to the unrestrained power my soul held in the devil's hands. Her slick nails slid along the glass core. 'I'm glad you finally made this decision, Peter. I'll make it worth your while.' She cackled. Her hair lept around her shoulders like bloody silk. 'You...' I growled, freeing my lips from the pause in space. 'You made me do this! And for what!? A wide array of selectible emoticons!? No... NO! It's not worth it! It never was! I never sh-' 'SILENCE!' She held it in her right hand, close to her chest. She pointed with her left. 'You made the sacrifice! You knew what you were getting, and you got what you deserved! It's too late, baby, now it's too late!' 'But... I really did try to make it...' She giggled at my pain. I said, 'Something inside has died... But I am sad and I just might TAKE IT!' 'Oh NOOO!!' She clasped my crystal, wispy soul against herself, but I shattered the bonds on my body and mind and made a mad rush at the living sin. My soul pierced her rotten, black heart. She wailed and shot into the sky in a dirty, grey mist. My soul dropped from its heights. It reached my heart and silently disappeared into my chest. I stood at the edge of hell. 'No more ads.'"
That was a really unnecessarily overdramatized way of saying I switched back to free mode.
That was a really unnecessarily overdramatized way of saying I switched back to free mode.