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The only thing left to do was return the scroll, which I managed without issue. I burned the blood-covered sheets, went to mass that morning, prayed with my brethren, and waited for the bishop to come.

I did all these things with piety and faith—but not in the name of God.

Epilogue

This was how it all began.

In the end, without Asmodeus’ presence, what keeps me going is the knowledge and the faith in it, faith of its return—and the certainty that I will see it again.

My eternity will be cock-filled. It will be demons. It will be burning for eternity in the heat of their breath and their cum.

But that is a glorious future. A much better life than piety in a dull abbey.

I belong to the Prince of Lust now. Completely.

And I pledge this:

I will learn how to open a gate to Hell.