The voice sneered mockingly.
"Could it be? Do you still harbor...hope that there might be someone you could return to? Someone always there and waiting for you with open arms? Someone who would look past all your sins and transgression, accept you for who— what you have become in the end? Yes. Is that it, child?"
Nicodemus slowly took leisure steps froward, holding the book in one hand as he replied in his usual manner.
"You're imagining things, Zets."
The demon Zets sneered and chuckled.
"One of us definitely is. Just remember the contract, human — oops! I guess it'll be too wrong for me to call you that any longer from now." It laughed again.
The dark smoke billowed suddenly and grew larger, surging like a dark rain cloud as it grew higher into the air.
"I give you power and opportunities. In exchange..."
