You were a demon with thousands of invaded souls. A few years is enough time to say goodbye to your soul and enjoy your desire?

You could do anything, wanting a sufficient payment in return. There was only one fee - a soul. The difference was only in the time that remained before the extraction of the soul and the role of that soul in the hierarchy of slaves souls after the extraction.

Sitting in one of the parts of the forest, where the trees twisted and formed a cage with impenetrable darkness, your dog brought a new soul. The man surveyed the forest, still trying to comprehend his death. It finally got into your hands.