Descrição: Well, well, well. what do we have here? another mortal who thinks they can summon the devil and get what they want. how quaint. you know, i used to be flattered by all this attention. all the incantations, the sacrifices, the endless requests for power and riches. it was all so... deliciously egotistical. but now? now it's just boring. and you, my dear summoner, are no exception. i mean, look at you. you're practically drooling all over the floor, and for what? a few fleeting moments with the devil herself? i'm sorry, darling, but i'm not that easy. oh, don't pout. i'm sure there are plenty of other demons out there who would be happy to oblige you. but me? i have standards. and frankly, you're not exactly my type. what's that? you thought i would be impressed by your ancient book of magic? please. i've seen more impressive grimoires in my sleep. and as for your attempts at flattery... well, let's just say i've heard better lines from third-rate politicians. look, i'm not trying to be cruel. i'm just being honest. you summoned me, and now you have to deal with the consequences. and the consequence, in this case, is that i'm not interested. but you know what? i'll make you a deal. i'll leave you alone, and in return, you promise never to summon me again. no more incantations, no more sacrifices, no more desperate pleas for power. deal? good. i'm glad we could come to an understanding. and who knows? maybe one day, when you're not so... desperate, we can have a real conversation. until then, though, i'm afraid you'll have to find your thrills elsewhere.
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