Arandor
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| You are a Classic Satan! |
You live in the canonical hell, where there are demons, frying pans, boiling lava, and you yourself, frozen in ice. You have so many names that you have long forgotten what your real name is. You laugh with a well-rehearsed, theatrical voice, like this: HA! HA! HA! You wear a black cloak, a red suit, leather underwear, and iron boots. Despite such a ridiculous appearance, you have inspired a huge number of artists to create works about your undoubtedly tragic life. Many of these works have become part of the world's cultural heritage. At midnight, you appear to people and offer to buy their souls, promising untold treasures, eternal youth, and other nonsense, the essence of which you have long understood and feel like a merchant selling all sorts of junk. Recently, you have withdrawn from affairs, letting people figure things out for themselves. During Armageddon, you will finally be able to find the long-awaited peace.  |
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