”What is this?! What do you want from me?!”

One looked over from the replica of Goiky sitting in her observatory between realms. She simply smiled at you.

“What do you want? For all of your problems to go away?” She asked, that sweet smile never leaving her face. It made you sick.

She sat down on the chair opposite you, her expression unreadable.

“One deal, and it’s all taken care of.” She explained, raising an eyebrow.

You couldn’t lie, it was tempting. But if there was one thing to know about Algebraliens, its that they cannot be trusted.