easily take on Velvette and Valentino alone. Together? Unstoppable. To know their weaknesses.

Would Vox be willing to betray his co-workers?
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asking me for help in taking down the other two. Or am I reading this wrong ׅ𖤠 ❜
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decisions. Much like everyone else who has done me wrong. ❜

Moving his hand, Alastor allowed his digits to run over the microphone at the end of his staff. An eye opened up and screams could be heard.

All of his contracts. His souls. They were stored there.

❛ You seem to be *

contract binds me to stay silent about who the other is. Just. . . Be careful who you trust around here. And careful who you think lowly of. ❜
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circle ׅ𖤠 Before I left, you had introduced me to the moth.

. . . Why would you sign your afterlife away to them ׅ𖤠 I gave you a deal. Why didn't you take that ׅ𖤠 ❜

What was this? Genuine worry? Seems like there was sincerity somewhere deep within the stag.

❛ . . . My *

most would be very unhappy in.

❛ As if I'd go off and die to leave you to your own devices. ❜
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for their liking. It was a reminder as to who I belonged to. A deal I foolishly made.

Go ahead and laugh it out. I know you want to. ❜

Elbows rested on the table and his chin in his hands. Alastor stared at Vox. He still smiled, however. Even during this serious conversation that *

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❛ I wished I were dead. I made a deal with someone in my human life. I wanted more power in my life - in turn, I would do their bidding when I arrived in Hell.

They gave me time to adjust, but when they wanted me gone, all they had to do was snap a finger. I was too powerful *

to seem bothered by such a thing.

❛ I cannot give you exact details. . . ❜
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