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“Be it holy soldier or thieving pirate, all shall know the wrath of Kain the Destroyer!” “HOLY CHEESE AND RICE, WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU?”
“How were you able to summon me?” I demanded. The purple woman burst into tears and waved her arms around her. “I don’t KNOW, OK?! I was just trying to bake cupcakes. You were supposed to be buttercream frosting!”
“Kain the Destroyer? What kind of weird DnD crap is that? What are you destroying aside from my kitchen?” “Armies, assassins, kingdoms, the structural integrity of a bridge once. Whatever my mistress commands. Though by the looks of it…you destroyed your kitchen.”
“Of course,” I said with a nod. “I, too, begin my cooking tasks by summoning ancient evils. Only a fool would attempt to make confections without at least two scoops of hellfire.”
No matter the size of the opponent, I would present her with her enemy’s heads on sticks and prove my strength. Then seducing her should be easy. Women love a man who delivers.
“Our contract ends once I’ve completed a task for you and
you decide to dismiss me.
As for your heart, I imagine other parts of y...
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He was going to kill me. That was the only explanation. He intended to drive my soul from my body via a ridiculously drawn out orgasm and drag me down to hell. The worst part was that I wanted to go. If this is what dying felt like, then pay the reaper because fuck, I wanted to go.
