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Xander looked at the demonic figure which was looking at him. His face was asymetrical, like a painting by an abstract artist. As was his body. His arms and eyes were one opposing sides of his body. Both of them, arms on the right and eyes on the left. His mouth going vertical instead of horizontal.
"You want to give me this Ring of Truth thing? Which makes anything I would say or write while wearing it come true? Now, just saying this thing works... Why give it to me? What not just use it your self?" asked the Mr. Harris as he realized the power of the ring.
"I'm a Chaos demon, and as a Xaos demon, I want random mayhem more then massive destruction. You kid have the power to stir of Kaos, even if it's more of the kind to help people then to hurt people. Plus I don't have a soul and can't use it.
However, if you don't want it, I can go. Perhaps some one with soul who likes the evil kind of chaos would like to have an object of ultimate power..." spoke the Khaos demon, as he held the gold and amethyst ring.
"Okay, Okay. I'll take it.. as long as it doesn't cost my soul or something." said Xander, being nervous of such deals with knowing demons are real.
"Nope, just watching you try to control yourself with such power is going to be reward for me. Going to laugh my freakin ass off for centuries to come, Mr. Harris." said the Demon as he slipped the ring on Xander's right pinkie as the ring turned into a pinkie ring in appearance.
Then with a ripple and a burst of... freshly baked bread scent... the demon was gone and Xander had the ring.
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