Attack and Dethrone Satan

You approach the one with many names. The King of Lies, the Devil, the Fallen One, the Root of All Evil. He stares at you, confused by your own internal monologue.

"Uh... nobody calls me the Root of All Evil. That's money. You know that, right?"

He stares at you with an expression that you can't place, somewhere between confusion, unbridled rage, and arousal. You feel a burst of irritation.

Level 7 WIP