IT WAS UNFORTUNATE BEINGS SUCH AS THEM WERE CONFINED TO A SMALL PLACE SUCH AS THIS. Unspeakable power brimmed at their very fingertips; word of mouth enough to t o p p l e empires. “Then LEAVE.” Who were they to control where one roamed; who was a MORTAL to command a GOD? “Take something, take nothing-” An insouciant shrug; a pass of hand over whiskey. “The world’s your sandbox, pal; GO PLAY IN IT.”
“I WANT IT ALL.” a simple statement, but a truthful one at the very least. the demon wanted EVERYTHING at his fingertips. that way he wouldn’t have to WORRY about what wasn’t in his CONTROL. it was a fool hope to have that much POWER, but he just didn’t CARE either. “everything in the sandbox.”