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"Oh, Demon God, give me the strength..."
Boarding a rather strangely shaped spaceship, a demon sat in his room with legs parted and his head down. His eyes were closed shut as he prayed.
"Give me the strength, oh Demon God."
Skittle, Skittle
The corners of the demon's lips twitched imperceptibly, and a vein throbbed on his forehead. Still, he kept his head down and his eyes shut. He kept praying, asking for the Demon God to bless him.
Skittle, Skittle
He prayed for the Demon God to grant him strength, to bless him with the ability to accomplish this mission. He prayed for luck, fortune, and—
Skittle, Skittle
"-patience because I swear to god, I'm about to kill this son of a bitch of a roommate!" The demon's eyes snapped wide open into a glare, landing at the figure of his roommate, who was the source of all that irritating skittering.
