The Ultimate Demon appeared in the circle.
"WHO HAS DARED TO-
WAIT, WHAT?"
It looked down at a small child, dressed in rags, looking up at it with wide eyes.
"HOW DID YOU SUMMON ME?"
The child looked down at the ground, scraps of garbage scattered around in the shape of the language of creation.
"THAT'S THE MARK OF GI...
FINE. WHAT ARE YOUR ORDERS, MASTER?"
The small child coughed.
"Uh, make things better."
The Ultimate Demon blinked.
"FOR YOU, YOU MEAN?"
"For Everyone."
The Ultimate Demon sighed, and got to work.
We now worship The Angel Sent By God.
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