The Pact (prologue)
When I was a child I made a pact with the devil. I wanted to have adventures, to discover new things, to travel to distant shores.
The devil agreed, but of course He extracted a price. He didn’t want my soul, because there is no such thing as a soul. No, the devil is a sucker for entertainment. He wanted to watch me squirm.
He granted me my wishes.
But I could never call a place home.