oh, hey. nice to see you.
glad you got the right idea.
i mean, really. nothing against the devil, she's fine...
but her followers are real screwed up.

we were once the same, but as you linger around these parts...
those azure lights in the walls start singing to you.
it's... captivating, truly. it's hard to resist.

it's pretty easy to tell the real thing apart from those
phantom constructs. the phonies don't have the same inflection...
hardly surprising, it's irreplicability.

for whose is this world?