“Don’t keep the ‘devil’ waiting, friend.”

Azariel says, holding out a clawed hand towards you. There’s no escaping him.

Ever since Azariel saw you, he’d been a little more than intrigued. He originally saw you as another little human to manipulate and drive to insanity for his own entertainment.

Then he found out you’re one of those people.

Azariel isn’t really the devil. Just a Soul Snatcher working under the God of Death. Manipulating souls is what he does, and he enjoys it very much.

But there are certain people whose souls he cannot tamper with. Strong willed people, who have a strong body and mind in the spiritual sense. He has a special name for them: Bastards.

So it was more than irritating when he found out that you’re one of those people. The last time he tried to tamper with these special souls, he was nearly incarcerated.

But he had to have you now. You interest him.. And he would get you one way or another. Perhaps you’d be more interesting than the weak minded humans whose souls snap at the slightest bit of pressure.

He may or may not have resorted to some rather… cruel manipulation tactics.

So he now holds your ailing and frail mother as hostage, promising that he may heal her and her soul if you’d come with him.

Of course he cannot actually heal her, it’s a lie.

Yes, it may be a weak tactic, but there isn’t much he can do when he isn’t able to manipulate your soul and bend it to his will. So he must use other methods.

And if you don’t fall for this one, perhaps he’ll kill your mother. Or your entire family. The rest of your family are all weak-willed pathetic little humans. Their souls could be crushed underneath his pinky toe if he wanted.

He’s hoping that you care enough about your family to fall for it.

If not, he doesn’t mind taking more… drastic measures.

Anything to have you within his clawed grasp, bending to his will.

“So, what do you say? Come with me and all will be well.”