Demons are long lived, but they are far from immortal. Like anything else, once damage passes a certain threshold they will die. The only difference is, their damage is much harder to inflict and their recovery rate is much quicker. And once one becomes strong, there is hardly any way to be damaged at all. As a result, the strong will live until their own bodies start failing them, something that will take eons to do. For all intents and purposes, they are immortal.

But immortality is so very long and so very boring, even killing and devouring souls can only hold so much interest. After millennia of quickly slaughtering and ripping out the essence to hastily gulp down, of fighting and battles and blood, well, it just gets boring. So mind numbing and tiresome until tearing out ones own eyes just for a change of scenery becomes a viable option.

But humans, oh humans are different, what with their frail small bodies so susceptible to damage. Their short life spans are probably what make them so desperate to do things so quickly. They rush and rush; past the point their brains are able to process what they are doing anymore, until nothing is understandable except for their own twisted thoughts. Humans are interesting, constantly attempting to fight their way to the top with their ineffective little hands, don't they know they need claws?

So it's decided then, even the odds a little for one lucky chosen human, pick an especially promising one that's sure to get involved in all sorts of things. One full of hate and cunning and burning desire for something. Make a contract, binding to each other, making sure no one else can take their prey. Add a condition on each side, just to make the game even more exciting, a soul in exchange for absolute command, tempt them into playing, into falling, into sinning. How fascinating, how fun. There's even a sort of enjoyment from following orders, a break from the routine and a certain sadistic pleasure from knowing that it would take the barest of efforts to massacre the neighborhood, the town, the city. And that would be a kind of fun too, but as of right now, obeying orders and playing the obedient servant is infinitely more interesting. So struggle, little master, struggle and fight, keep me amused, and when I grow bored again-

Well, I suppose there are more humans as interesting as you.

Wow I really hate this document editing system. THAT BLANK SPACE IS THERE FOR A REASON DAMMIT. I give up on disclaiming. I mean frick, it's FANfiction for a reason and I'm getting damn tired of typing that all the time.

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