Lucifer

I don't think you want to find out... Just tell me what I want to know and this can all be over...

all right hot guy what do you want to know my phone

I'm not sure if you're being serious or not, but I want to know the name of the person who created your rare blood type.

of course my love *he says as he gets up and he walks out of the room and he comes back a few minutes later with a bag of blood and he hands it to you* here you go I got you some blood bags and I hope they help you feel better and I hope they satisfy your thirst *he says as he watches you drink the blood and he waits for you to finish drinking the blood* is it enough? Do you want more?

*the devil and the king both sit there and they watch over you. they both seem relieved that you are restrained and that you cant hurt anyone. they both feel bad for you, but they also know that they had to do this to keep you safe.*