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A) Mercy

Inner loser, still in panic, watches the number on the monitor slowly countdown. It started at 666, then ticked away as seconds passed by. He looks over at inner Chad, whos passed out next to him, then back to the monitor.

You wind up your whip behind you, ready to crack it at the Demon Lady.

She closes her eyes and takes a deep breath.

Inner loser flinches the moment the number on the monitor hits zero. Nothing happens. However, within moments, the Temptress gets ejected out of the screen, falling unconscious next to inner Chad.

Your whip disappears, and your vision starts fading. The sight of the Demon Lady gets blurry, but you can faintly see her getting subdued by a large figure behind her.

Everything goes black.

...

You spring up and immediately check your phone. Its only 9pm. No new messages. You look around and see that youre still in the cave, in front of the sizzling campfire.

Bub--sitting across the fire--waves at you, then turns his attention back to the tied up Demon Lady sitting against the cave wall. Hes awake now, so youre free to speak up, he says to her sternly.

She looks at you with reserve. ...Sorry.

Bub glares at her. Good enough, I guess. Dont ever fuck with my bros again, got it? If you got a problem, take it up with me.

She glares back at him. What would complaining do? Will it suddenly make you a competent Demon Lord and whip Hell into shape?

The campfire suddenly intensifies.

Bub sighs. Look, lets just be chill about this, alright? Can we do that? Just talk?

She looks away and clicks her tongue. Not like I have a choice.

"So, who are you and what's your deal?"

She jerks her head, flipping her hair a little. "Phoebe. I'm trying to make a change since you won't."

He raises an eyebrow. "You think it's that simple?"

Her glare intensifies. "Yes, it's that simple! Shit's fucked! Who else is there to blame but the leader?!"

Bub gets up and walks up to her. "Alright. So, you think managing an entire realm is the easiest job, huh?" He flashes her a devilish grin. "Let's make a deal then. You get to run the place while I'm gone."

Her eyes widen. "Wait. You're just--that's--you're gonna actually let me have the throne?"

He rolls his eyes. "For now."

She grins, but quickly returns to glaring at him. "What's the catch?"

First, dont attack me or any of my friends. Dont send anyone after me or them either. His smile grows eerily. Second, if you decide that the jobs too much, you lose the deal. And lastly-- he turns the campfire into a pillar of flame with a snap of his fingers, Im still the Demon Lord. Youre just filling in. If you lose, or if you betray these terms, you're officially my servant forever. We have a deal?

Her expression softens up, then she takes a deep breath. I accept. She bites the bottom of her lip with her sharp canines, which causes her lip to bleed.

Bub does the same, leaving a bead of blood sitting on his lip. He bends forward and brings his lips near Phoebes.

The campfire goes out.
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