The Devil rubbed its horns in frustration as the woman who had summoned it continued to rattle off what they wanted.
"... and the ability to read minds, and to be able to create money and such at will, and I will have to be immortal, obviously-"
The Devil stomped its foot, an earthquake occurring on the other side of the planet.
"The entire point of this transaction is for me to get your soul when you die. Why in would I give you that?"
She smiled and created a barrier.
"Good, you CAN give me that."
She began to work.
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