When I made the pact with the devil,
To give up piece by piece of my soul
in exchange for the security of my family and loved ones,

The supreme being appeared,
And time suddenly ceased to hold any meaning.

As I breathed without breathing,
saw without seeing,
heard without hearing,
The pureness of his flowing white robes,
The nobleness radiating within the air,
The penetrating wisdom streaming from the depths of his Grey eyes,
The bubbly sweet particles smoothly streaming out of his mouth when he spoke,
Child, why are you doing this…

I dare not reply,
For how would the ocean dare utter a word to the radiant moon goddess?
Simply sitting in his presence was fulfilling enough to me for eternity,
But then he said something drastic, altering my view of the world for years to come,
*The pact is useless, for even I do not have the dominion over time.