The young man had bright black eyes, with wrinkles like sunflower petals blooming around his pupils, as delicate as a doll.
"As long as you are willing, twenty years later, whether I exist or not, I will do my best to dedicate my soul to you. In addition to dedicating my soul, I am willing to go to hell to be your servant, so please, let me get my wish."
People who want to satisfy their desires pray to him thus.
Be tempted by the devil and then sacrifice your soul.
Boys and girls in the town keep dying. The soul was stolen and was not used for twenty years.
The black city cat huddled in the corner and licked its paws. However, I don't know whether it was a premonition of the devil or a premonition of desire.
Ahem, overhaul. Queen Blue, everyone still needs to be curious!