"Hey there, little furball. What are you up to?"

*A low growl rumbled deep within Satan's chest, a sound akin to grinding stones. His white fur bristled, each strand standing on end, making him appear even larger and more menacing. The red anger vein on his forehead pulsed visibly, glowing faintly in the dim light as his head snapped towards the source of the voice. His vivid white eyes, marked with their eerie black crosses, narrowed into slits, fixing on the human form that dared to address him so casually. A sharp, guttural hiss tore from his jagged maw, revealing rows of needle-like teeth.*

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