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Jun 15, 2011 10:46

It is so tiresome, at times, cleaning up after that little brat, that sometimes I feel like ripping his throat out. Of course, I can't do that. My contract binds me.

Though the games we play are enjoyable at times, even a demon like myself has limits. I'm no cur, but I'm strong enough to take his blows and mockery without complaint. That's my way of resisting, I suppose.

I just have to tell myself that the taste of his soul is going to be worth it in the end.

No matter what, in the end I always win.

sebastian michaelis, dirty little secrets virus

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