Do you want to come with me? 

Where?

Hell.

The Devil is feeling lonely in hell. Yes, as ridicoulous as it sounds. He is Lonely.

It's not fun hearing sinners screaming left and right. It's not pleasing seeing sinners begging to get out of his hell. 

Sure, he has his own place in hell, he has his loyal demons by his side but something doesn't feel right.

He felt empty. So, what did he do? He wished. Simple. He merely thought one night

' I wish there would be someone to make my day '

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A U T H O R ' s N O T  E : Hello, I'm trying out a new genre of fanfiction. Well, for me that is. I've been a silent reader for a while now and decided to write a fic. Hope you enjoy this though. I don't expect anything but feel free to express your love. XD

Any similarities in this story is pure coincidence. I thought of this myself and had no intention in plagiarizing people's work. Although I appreciate it if you don't plagiarize my work. 

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