I Made a Wish to the Devil

I used to be the most devout believer in the world. I prayed day and night, but what I got in exchange was the catastrophic disasters sent by the gods to harvest my faith. My home was destroyed and my relatives were separated. I looked up from the ruins and looked at the hypocritical god sitting high in the clouds with a compassionate face. From that moment on, I stopped praying. I walked into the forbidden abyss and made a contract with the most feared devil in the world. "Please give me strength. What I want is for the gods to fall into dust!" The Demon God chuckled: "The price is your soul." "No," I replied, "It's His destiny."