“I wish that for all of us on Earth. Thank you for your time.”
The demon of influence made Millerbeck break into a grin. I defeated another nobody pointing out his two-bit life and his sinfulness, he thought. The people were just like puppets for the thousands of the come-and-go spiritual forces—who waited for any chance to overtake them—without the Saviour. The demons watched and studied everything because they needed bodies. They influenced and tempted the humans, and if they couldn’t resist, they nested inside them. And from that moment, the old sins could not be kept secret anymore—this information would travel freely between these spiritual beings.
And from that time on, you’re a prisoner forever, like this miserable sinner, thought the demon of influence, looking through Millerbeck
