>>5913167>>5913339>>5913540>>5913541"I'll think about it," you respond, pretending to consider her grotesque suggestion. It's best not to agitate your demonic benefactor or make her think she needs to find someone 'better', or give you a 'push'. You need to remember that she has her own designs on your soul. Despite your disdain for your mother's hypocrisy and the absence of respect you hold for her, the idea of acting on such a depraved suggestion is beyond your moral threshold. The very thought of committing an act so profoundly abhorrent is unthinkable. And even if she wasn't your mother, she would still be a stuck-up middle-aged woman, not someone you would reasonably be attracted to. You resolve to find another way to punish her for her transgressions, a way to mete out justice for her sins that doesn't involve descending into something as unspeakable. "Dwell on it," the demon insists with a malicious laugh, trying to seduce you further into the depths of depravity. "You wouldn't be the first son to commit such a sin. It's monstrous, indeed, but oh, how deliciously potent it is for us." Desperate to steer away from the nauseating topic, you inquire, "Can sin marks be transferred to someone else?" Perhaps there's a way to offload your burdens onto another, diverting the attention of demonic or divine judgment. "No, your sins are yours alone," she replies with a smirk, dashing any hope of an easy escape from your accumulating darkness. "However, you can encourage your acolytes to sin, earning their own marks. They can serve as your pawns and scapegoats. Just keep them oblivious to the arts, lest they grow powerful enough to challenge you." Her answer, though unhelpful in alleviating your personal burden, opens up a new strategy: cultivating followers to bear the weight of sin, a way to dilute the focus of both demonic and divine scrutiny from yourself without posing a threat to your dominance.
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