Off by One (Patreon)

It had started with one of those brief Internet crazes. “Hey number neighbor!!” read the text. He responded, truthful as always, “This is Luficer Morningstar, the devil”. It took some convincing that it wasn’t a prank or just a name thing, but that he actually was the eternal being Satan himself. Once he had convincingly proved himself, and the boy had recovered, the conversation was pretty refreshing. Sure, there were all the normal, boring questions on God and afterlife, but this boy was well read, quick to think, inquisitive and open minded.

That’s when he decided he wouldn’t play Jinn, but instead give the boy whatever he wanted, no tricks, no trade, no deals. The boy wanted looks, charisma, confidence, wealth, health. He got a body that would look smoking hot, whatever he did to it. The confidence to hit on anyone he pleased, the charisma to succeed with it, and the stamina to do it over and over. The money and vigor to party all day every day, should he wish. He would live a long life in good health, see much, meet many and do more. Satan is just one swap away from Santa after all.

He didn’t even stop the boy from telling how he got it all as a gift from the Devil. He would walk through life entitled and spoiled, spreading lust and envy to everyone in sight. That it was all for free would just further rub salt in peoples eyes.

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