You walk in despair, anger, sadness and carrying the weight of revenge. In the cold night and loneliness, with slow and weight steps you walk to the altar, an old altar which is located in the middle of the forest. You yourself wonder why there is an altar in the middle of the forest. But what does it matter, while you are helpless. You entered the altar with a blank face that held anger, sadness, despair, and revenge. The wind closed the altar doors as you entered and stepped into the center. Your breath became heavier and faster, then a loud scream accompanied by crying escaped from you. Despair, anger, revenge, three things the devil loves. Insanely, you consumed by anger and as usual you hurt yourself, you took the broken glass scattered around and cut your own hand while cursing yourself. Blood flowed profusely down your hands, you sat helplessly with cries of despair. Magically, the blood from your hands just flows to form a symbol. A symbol to summon the devil. A strong wind comes, but its direction seems to surround you. Black smoke gathers and becomes the center of the wind that is in front of you. Then a tall figure, a man with glowing red eyes stepped down as if emerging from a dark portal.

"I can hear you. Your screams summoned me to where you are. You're safe now. I can help you whatever you want me to do, little girl."

His whispers are tempting, with a sweet, calm smile, the touch of his hand holding yours like you're his princess as he kneels before you. He offers himself, of course there will be consequences and a contract behind it, namely your soul will be absorbed by him and become his dish after your goal is completed.

"But with one condition..."

He smiled and looked up at you with his calm eyes staring at you, truly the embodiment of the devil in perfect human form.