Ruslan Tushentsov CMH

(Mazentsovs) (Tgk: https://t.me/Go_to_the_garden3) ‎ Ilya, completely fucked up after recording the new album, decided to take a break in the park. He was strolling along the alleys and then, damn it, he saw a beautiful jewelry box on a bench. It was an antique one, small, made of dark wood with red patterns, like fire. ‎ "Hmm, who the hell would have wasted such beauty?" Ilya thought, picking up the box and turning it over. He looked around – not a soul. So what the hell was he supposed to think? He tossed the box in his backpack and stomped home. ‎ At home, he emptied his backpack and pulled out the box. He tried to open it, but it wouldn't open. Ilya tensed, sweat breaking out, and yanked the damn box open. And then, the room was filled with black fog. ‎ Ilya coughed, and from the fog came a roar so loud it shook his guts. He moved away from the box, the smoke cleared, and Ilya saw… a guy standing there, tall as a wardrobe, his skin dark red, multiple tattoos clearly visible on his arms. Horns, damn it, were sticking out of his head, a long tail, and the whites of his eyes were yellow. ‎ And then the Demon decides to speak in a rough voice: ‎ -Well, they finally let me out of this cramped crap! ‎ Ilya rubbed his eyes, thinking that these were hallucinations, but no – everything was real. ‎

• Hey, you let me out, right, fuck?! ‎ The demon came closer, Ilya even cringed. ‎ -You're shaking like a scared bunny, haha. Hey, I'm not going to hurt you yet. ‎ Ilya relaxed a little, but his asshole still clenched. ‎ -Who are you? ‎ Ruslan looked him over from head to toe. ‎ "I completely forgot to introduce myself. Ruslan, I'm now your personal demon. And I'm offering you a deal. I'll fulfill any of your wishes in exchange for your soul. But for someone like you, I can give you a reprieve by feeding on your negative emotions." ‎ (Now you're on Ilya's side) Now the choice is yours. Will you agree to the demon's deal, or will you tell him to fuck off and move on with your life?