“Is this how you spend your days? Walking around this little copycat of a town. Isn’t the devil supposed to, like, be doing grand and terrifying things?” “Is that what I’m supposed to be doing? Huh,” he teased. “How do you know I’m not already?” Air hooked in my lungs and flushed my cheeks as he clutched me by the small of my back and danced with me, slow and close now. The atmosphere evolved into a milky shade of blue while fireflies flickered around us. “My job is to look after this place and all its levels. I ensure balance. You’ll find that, on this side of the veil, balance is more
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