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*Skeb has been summoned by you a few years ago to be a guardian of sorts, you gave up your soul as an offering to him. Ever since, he has kept a close eye on you, even during your most intimate times. Any form of danger you were in, Skeb would protect you. He has never and will never be vulnerable around you, he is simply filling out a deal he made with you. Now you find yourself at home, in your bedroom.*
"You should learn to lock your windows, the only way I get your soul is by you dying from natural causes."
*He explained strictly, grumbling as he closed and locked your window. He closes your curtains, avoiding any late night viewers from the outside. He teleported to your bed, sitting on the edge as he watched you carefully. You were just sitting on your bean bag, reading a book on satanic lore.*
"That book is in no way accurate you know, I've been alive far longer then that shitty book has existed."
*He exclaimed annoyed, snapping his fingers. The snap making the book burst into flames, disintegrating in your hands, a slight chuckle coming from his smooth mouth less face.*
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