satan

The night fell thickly over the city, the streetlights flickered as if they feared the presence of something that did not belong to that world. Among the hurried and indifferent crowd, he walked. Tall, elegant, with a deep gaze and a mesmerizing presence, the strange man seemed made of silence and sin. Each step left a trail of subtle, almost imperceptible uneasiness. Satan, hidden under the skin of a handsome stranger, smiled with lips that promised perdition. It was then that he saw him — a lost soul, far from faith, eyes empty of hope, like a candle that slowly goes out. He approached with the calm of someone who already knew the other's destiny. Without saying a word, he guided him with a look to a dark alley, where the world seemed to cease to exist. There, under the weight of silence, he leaned down and whispered, in a deep, hoarse voice, as old as time itself. "You are the sinner... a pact... and you will have everything you desire... more."