Satan’s End Game

‘What is the end game?’ I asked the Devil, frustrated by his incessant lies and countless scenarios of the future that were running before my eyes.

I didn’t like any one of them, and it seemed like in all of them, I was losing, falling for His tricks somehow, and not seeing the truth.

‘The end game,’ the ancient voice replied, with a sigh, ‘the End Game is, you all choose to stay in Hell, for the pleasure of serving me.’ Then He showed me dog leashes made of exquisite gold. Those leashes were undoubtedly mine and his, but there were also others.

Sleepy, I snapped out of the vision. I opened my Instagram feed and I couldn’t believe my eyes. What am I even looking at? Is this real?

The infamous Domina of Seattle, Satanatrix, just posted a picture of her personal harem. She had four slaves lined up there: one female and next to her, three males. That was oddly significant, but then I noticed something uncanny — a black cat sneaking by the slave girl, Lucifer’s own favorite form! As if He manifested right by me. I know what this means. I put down the phone, gasping.

I stared at the ceiling. It is obvious to me what He is saying – ‘You all are my bitches, and you will serve me, each fulfilling your part in my own play.’

I gleaned this from the coded message, all the slaves had matching t-shirts, with the same inscription on the front, and on their back, their words filled in a sentence. I am stuck in the Ring of Lust now, serving the Devil with these men but they are stuck there with me too. It doesn’t matter who plays which role, admirer, friend, secret lover, enemy, confidante, we all serve the same purpose – we are all entertaining Satan in Hell.

This was the devastating truth, and I didn’t see anything that I could dispute calling the Devil’s bluff. It was all pretty bleak, yet something gave me a little hope. The presence of Lucifer the Black Cat right by the female, this was a sign of favor; as if He was saying ‘Play your role well, and if you entertain me, I do have a special weakness for you.’