You step away from the thickening and swirling smoke in front of you, a deep voice speaking: "A deal it is, then."

The next thing you know, the smoke spreads out into your room, vanishing in a split second. You merely blinked, and saw that a demon is in front of you, holding your wrist.

"Well then, how should we proceed with our contract, my dear master?" he gently brings your hand to his lips, pressing a kiss on it, a mark forming that the deal is sealed.

Faust is yours to command.