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“-he tape recording?”
“Hell if I knew...”
(Chuckles in the background)
“Hahaha, Very funny, Mortem, now, back to business.”
“Hmm, I think it’s... already recording, YO! Daniel, the circle things are already turning.”
(A distant murmuring is heard)
“Oh shit, um... boss, I think you should already do the introduction.”
(Shuffling noises, books are heard falling and several glass objects fell and broke as the room suddenly fell silent)
“Um... what do I say again?”
“R-read the bloody notes or something! I dunno, this is on you, Toby.”
“Alright, alright. Ahem, ahem,”
(Shuffling of paper is heard, as a pen in the distance is heard writing something)
“Good day to you, future business associate! It is I! Toby Morningstar, or more commonly referred to, or even known by my other title, Lucifer, CEO of H.E.L.L. Inc. This is a brief preview of the services and possibilities that my company, and by extension, perhaps my competitor and business partners alike, are willing to put forth for any and all that are interested in our offers.”
(A short pause as shifting papers are heard in the background)
“Now, I hear you may ask, ‘Why would we deal with the epitome of evil if there are other ways to obtain what we desire? In even safer and cost-effective ways no less.’ And to that I say! My business offer is the only one out of, say, a dozen other beliefs in the same high regard and ability that is always at a constant. The problem with the beliefs that rely on the idea of ‘good’ or something similar is that its meaning is always shifting, meaning there is no guarantee to their offers, and unlike them...”
“The damned, or in this case, the contractees and contracts made between this company and you are always constant, retribution is a constant state that must be fulfilled, so, to have evil as a fixed definition, what is signed between you and us will always remain constant, for it will not change, and only ever changes under an extreme united interdimensional shift in the belief system that is currently agreed upon, amongst other reasons, point is that we are a one-of-a-kind and something that other belief could not wish to replicate to the same consistency.”
“And before we continue, I’d like to introduce Mortem, Brother to Aoife and one of the children of The Moirae, Along with Daniel, the Alcalde for the High Tribunal who is here helping us set this introduction tape, say ‘Hi’ Daniel.”
“Yo!”
“But back on topic-”
(A knocking on the door is heard accompanied by several groans within the room)
“Oh C'mon, can’t I just have, like, one day, ONE DAY! When they could just stick on their own fuckin turf?”
“Ay, ay, now, don't get too pumped, Toby, they might just be down here looking for me, or it may not even be who you're thinking about.”
“Like hell it is! I mean, seriously, WHO ELSE comes down here, down in this flaming inferno, a desolated wasteland, my domain at this time? And let me tell you this, they don’t even have the audacity to check on Hades while there here bellow, HADES FOR CRYING OUT LOUD!”
“OK, OK, sheesh, we get the point.”
(A door opens and wood is heard creaking as footsteps are made on the floorboard, becoming louder as they stepped closer)
“Yo, Toby, how's the business going? Managed to get the few contracts? Or are you still planning things out?”
“Not now, Joshua, and tell Moses to shut up about the rules, ever since he became head director for the Rules and Regulations department he won’t shut up about my exploits.”
(Shuffling of papers is heard, a zipping noise is made.)
“I’m not here for that, I came by to tell you of a new competitor.”
(Silence)
“Which world?”
“Not a world, Toby.”
(Silence)
“Oh… oh, oh no, no…”
“Daniel, Mortem, leave the office, Mortem, you go get Hades and tell every other god's that we’ve got new blood on our hands, Daniel, well, the same goes for you but with those outside my domain. Now go.”
(Rusting noises and bumps are heard, and at the end, a door is heard being closed and locked)
“So, what’s the name of the dimension?”
“It has yet to be named, but the primary world has already been given a name.”
“Spill it, this might be the only time I'm willing to listen.”
(Writing noises are heard, along with papers being shuffled)
“Well, I think with how our recent 'expeditions' are going, I would have figured you'd want the names of the head beings of this dimension first.”
“Go ahead, as I said, I'm listening, and writing with intent.”
“Well, just like the other dimensions and world’s, there are, as always, the Three Consuls Constants, you already know the basic rundown, it's like any other.”
“And by the way, you say it, it's different.”
(a sigh is heard)
“True, Father has been sending Gabriel to ‘scout’ ahead on behalf of the entire competition, despite being alright with new competition coming in and out, he was slightly disturbed by this new one.”
“The point... What makes them different?”
“They have the strongest form of sorcery out of anything we’ve encountered so far, they could make a direct link to us by their will if they so choose to put in the time and effort.”
(A soft ‘thud’ is heard, and there was pure silence for a moment.)
"And thats not even the 'worst' part, because from what Gabriel could gather, the higher beings of their world interact or gave some form of equivalent, unrestricted power, to their beleivers, with Harmony being an offender to this practice, having some artifacts contain their power, amongst other findings."
“The names of their higher beings?”
“One is apparently the ‘God of Chaos’ going by ‘Discord’, his sister and opposite, apparently harmony herself, ‘Armonia’, the third Consul hadn’t been seen or even heard of yet, but considering this dimension is very, very, leaner when it comes to which side is right or wrong, it won’t surprise me when their equivalent of a 'Neutral' being doesn’t even exist, considering the fact that someone has to first believe in order for any of us belief to be manifested."
“Hmm...”
“Feeling dizzy?”
“No, just tired perhaps, running this place has never been a pleasant experience.”
“As if it ever even was...”
“Oh... I guess I left the recorder on, could you reach it for me and turn it off? Yeah, that one over there.”
(A heavy sigh is heard.)
“This one?”
“Yeah, yeah, I believe we still have some more things to talk about anyway, I think you should just press the red butto-”
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