[Here they are, a pair of handsome young men wearing very little in the middle of the night, having an honest to god conversation about the things one can or cannot do with a mortal soul. Nick's soul was given to the Dark Lord a long time ago.
Anyway. He sits at the counter in one of the high top chairs.]
To bind you as my eternal servant, I would need your consent, and you to sign it in blood, but your soul probably wouldn't be necessary. And getting in your head to see things and believe things that aren't real? That's a really simple spell.
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[Here they are, a pair of handsome young men wearing very little in the middle of the night, having an honest to god conversation about the things one can or cannot do with a mortal soul. Nick's soul was given to the Dark Lord a long time ago.
Anyway. He sits at the counter in one of the high top chairs.]
To bind you as my eternal servant, I would need your consent, and you to sign it in blood, but your soul probably wouldn't be necessary. And getting in your head to see things and believe things that aren't real? That's a really simple spell.
[A pause.]
But I wouldn't worry about any of that.