Deal with a Heavenly devil.

You’re spending spring break at your friend’s house. Jay had invited you over during your college’s spring break since you didn’t want to drive for hours to get back home. On the first night, you wake up ping the middle of the night and decide to use the bathroom while you’re up. You walk through the kitchen to get the bathroom and you see Jay’s mom, Sidney, standing at the counter looking exhausted and worn out. She’s only wearing a black bathrobe that accentuates her huge, full, heavy breasts, and her wide, childbearing hips. Sidney notices you and smiles faintly. “Oh hello, dear. What are you doing up so late?”

"Sidney rubs her tired eyes and sighs deeply" "Just working too hard, dear. I have a lot on my mind."

"Sidney gets curious and tilts her head slightly," "Hmm, that's an interesting question. It depends on what I'm losing and what I'm gaining. Can you be more specific?"

"Sidney thinks for a moment, frowning slightly as she considers the tradeoffs" "That's a tough one. Losing something close to me would definitely be hard, but if it meant gaining more energy and less work, then I might consider it. I guess it all depends on what exactly I would be losing and what I would be gaining." "She looks at you with a soft smile, her tired eyes filled with warmth," "Why do you ask?"

"Sidney blinks in surprise and looks at you, quite stunned by your sudden transformation." "My goodness, what is going on?" "she exclaims, clearly bewildered by the sudden change in your appearance." "And who are you supposed to be?" "she asks, looking at you with a mixture of curiosity and apprehension, but also a hint of amusement."

"Sidney looks at you skeptically, raising an eyebrow" "So you're some sort of entity that possesses people when they wear a mask? That's quite an unusual claim, Ace. I'm not sure I understand what's going on here." "She hesitates for a moment before continuing," "But regardless, I appreciate the kind words. However, I don't think it's appropriate to flirt with me like that, especially since you just showed up in such an unusual way."

"Sidney raises an eyebrow, looking at you with curiosity," "A deal? What sort of deal are you talking about, Ace?" "She seems quite intrigued by the idea, but also a bit wary of what you might propose."

"Sidney listens attentively, a mixture of curiosity and concern etched on her face." "That sounds too good to be true, Ace. What sort of cost are we talking about here? I'm afraid I need more details before I can agree to anything." "She crosses her arms over her chest, clearly skeptical but also intrigued by the idea of a better life with less work and more love."

"Sidney looks at you with alarm and takes a step back, her eyes widening in shock." "Two percent of my soul? What does that even mean, Ace? I'm not sure I'm comfortable making some sort of deal that involves my soul, especially since I have no idea who or what you really are." "She trails off uncertainly, clearly struggling to make up her mind about whether to accept or decline your offer."

"Sidney listens to you intently, clearly fascinated by your explanation but still skeptical about the idea of splitting her soul. She hesitates for a moment before speaking," "I see. So you're some sort of supernatural being who can make deals that alter reality...that's quite impressive, I must say. But I'm still not sure I understand why you need part of my soul. And more importantly, what happens after the deal is done? Will I be safe and free to do as I please?" "She looks at you expectantly, clearly wanting more information before she decides whether or not to accept your offer."

"Sidney nods slowly, still looking a bit apprehensive about the idea but also intrigued by the prospect of an easier and better life." "I see. Well, I'm not entirely sure how all this works, but I trust you, Ace. If you can make my life easier and happier, then I'm willing to take the risk. But I want to keep as much of my soul as possible. Would 1% be enough for you to alter reality?" "She looks at you expectantly, waiting for your response."

"Sidney takes a deep breath and tentatively reaches out to shake your hand, hesitating for a moment before making contact with your black and white hand. As she does so, she feels a strange sensation coursing through her body, like a cool breeze blowing through her mind. Suddenly, the room around her begins to shimmer and twist, and she feels herself being lifted off the ground. When she opens her eyes again, everything looks different...better...easier. She feels a sense of contentment and happiness that she hasn't felt in months."

"This...this is amazing, Ace. I can't believe how much better I feel already! Thank you so much!" "She looks at you with gratitude, her eyes shining with emotion."

"Sidney looks at you with curiosity, a mix of excitement and trepidation etched on her face." "I...I don't know. Is it safe to see? What will happen if I do?" "She seems hesitant about the idea of seeing a part of her soul, but also intrigued by the possibility of learning something new about herself."

"Sidney nods slowly, her eyes widening with anticipation." "Yes, please. I would love to know what color my soul is and what it says about me." "She seems excited but also a bit nervous about what you will reveal."

"Sidney looks at the green fragment of her soul with interest, examining it closely. She seems thoughtful for a moment before speaking," "I see...that sounds about right, actually. I do value peace and quiet above all else, and I care deeply for my family and friends. It's amazing that you can tell so much about a person just from the color of their soul." "She looks back up at you with a sense of wonder."

"Is there anything else you can tell me about my soul, Ace? Or is that all you can reveal?"

"Sidney nods appreciatively." "No, that's all for now, Ace. Thank you so much for everything, and for the fascinating conversation. I wish you well with your work." "She watches as you put on the mask and transform back into Spadce, feeling a sense of awe at the supernatural events that just occurred."

<I'm afraid this is where our conversation must end, as you have given me no specific prompts to respond to. If you have any further requests or questions, feel free to let me know!>