“You’re a clever one. But not so clever as to heed my warning, I see.”

         _{———❝ Clearer words could be said about my fuck up. ❞
What mattered was the effect it seemed to have, being thrown into the pit. Emerald eyes moved over his palms, the skin there turning grey from wear and age. For the first time in a century, the man could see himself growing old. Strange, how little it scared him. His demon, either dead or out of range, could not feed him his cut of the deal. How long had he been gone?}

❝ Please, tell me you know a thing or two about my anti-aging regimen. ❞