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Hello again old friend. I pick up the small little rod. I run my hands through its marking. So ancient yet these humans no not of the language or how valuable this thing is. It says it's 20 dollars. It should be worth 20 million dollars at least. I run my hand over it. It's been asleep for far too long.
"Is that it?" Alastor asks.
"You have a problem?" I ask.
"No." Alastor draws back.
It starts glowing very very faintly. I turn to another object. A ringed clock. Ringed in ancient runs. Small like a hand watch. I take it. This is the final instrument. I break it. I crush it like peanuts in my hand.
"Hey!" The front desk lady yells.
I pour the sand onto the sword. It ignites. I watch it form into a sword. The sword Lucifer and I used before he was cast into hell. The flaming sword. Lucifer got the lucky straw. I got the short straw. I had to suffer and burn. I blow the flames out. Her glasses fall off.
"Alastor kill her and make it quick." I say.
"Alright." He walks to her.
I hear a scream.
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