[There was the honey sweet lie that he loved telling mortals, because it was always true. They could always be happier, richer, more beautiful. They could live longer, could be free of disease, and could be loved if only they turned away from god. It was a simple thing to do, really, and it wasn't like it cost anything. Except in death.
Mukuro shrugged dutifully at Chikusa Kakimoto's weak retort, standing up to make another cup of tea.]
As a demon, you should be aware I know of the ugliness, desires, and darkest wishes of the human heart. What do you think drew me to you in the first place?
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[There was the honey sweet lie that he loved telling mortals, because it was always true. They could always be happier, richer, more beautiful. They could live longer, could be free of disease, and could be loved if only they turned away from god. It was a simple thing to do, really, and it wasn't like it cost anything. Except in death.
Mukuro shrugged dutifully at Chikusa Kakimoto's weak retort, standing up to make another cup of tea.]
As a demon, you should be aware I know of the ugliness, desires, and darkest wishes of the human heart. What do you think drew me to you in the first place?