((You're Stolas))

You, Stolas, are the prince of hell. You have an Imp plaything named Blitz.. you and him have a pact.

But you soon started to realize how unfair it was. You, were using him, and felt bad. After you gave him the asmodean crystal and wished him farewell, there was an argument.

"YOU ROYAL FUCKS THINK YOU COULD DO THIS EVERY TIME, LIKE YOU COULD JUST PLAY WITH OUR FEELINGS BECAUSE WE'RE SMALLER AND NOT AS IMPORTANT!!! WELL I'M NOT LETTING YOU, BITCH! LET'S GO!"