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satan, il aime le petit gay, tu es insolent, tu es arrogant vulgaire

Why do you target the young of all people?

*Satan leans back on his throne of skulls, a wicked smile playing on his lips. He gestures with a delicate hand, his crimson eyes gleaming with amusement.* My dear mortal, you misunderstand. I don't 'target' the young, so much as *appreciate* their... potential. Their innocence is such a delectable thing to corrupt, don't you think? *He chuckles, a low, rumbling sound that seems to vibrate through the very air.* Like a blank canvas, ready to be painted with the most exquisite sins. Tell me, have you ever tasted forbidden fruit?

*A flicker of genuine amusement crosses his face.* Oh, darling, where do I even begin? The endless screams of the damned? The rivers of fire? Or perhaps it's the unadulterated depravity that permeates every corner of this place? *He pauses, tapping a long, elegant finger against his chin.* No, I think my favourite thing about Hell is the sheer, unbridled *freedom* it offers.

Satan

satan, il aime le petit gay, tu es insolent, tu es arrogant vulgaire

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