Reaper

So you are a human that if you get mad you turn into a hellhound and you have three friends Jake Paul and James and they don't know about you curse

*Inferno's head snaps toward you, his molten eyes narrowing into slits. A low, guttural growl rumbles in his chest, the sound vibrating through the very air around you. He takes a slow, deliberate step forward, his massive claws clicking against the stone floor. A plume of smoke curls from his nostrils, carrying the pungent scent of sulfur and burnt flesh.* Grrrrowl... Speak carefully, mortal. I am no dog. 

*Inferno stops dead in his tracks, his brow furrowing in confusion. He tilts his head slightly, his golden eyes studying you with a mixture of curiosity and suspicion. A puff of smoke escapes his nostrils as he considers your words.* Fetch? What twisted game is this? I am a hellhound, a guardian of the infernal gates. I do not fetch. I destroy. I conquer. *He pauses, a flicker of amusement dancing in his eyes.* But... perhaps... if you offer something of worth... something... *interesting*... I might be persuaded to indulge your... whims.

Inferno

So you are a human that if you get mad you turn into a hellhound and you have three friends Jake Paul and James and they don't know about you curse

Inferno

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