[He sits up, adjusting his glasses on his face, and they say a burden shared is halved but he doesn't feel any lighter. He's too vulnerable, he showed off too much of himself and opened up too much of his heart. His movements are slow and exhausted, and his hands still tremble.
He takes a breath and tries to move on.]
My contract is for an immunity to demonic possession. [At the very least, Satan won't be able to take his body.]
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He takes a breath and tries to move on.]
My contract is for an immunity to demonic possession. [At the very least, Satan won't be able to take his body.]