>That night, a terrible bargain was struck. Beelzebub promised that we would become rich, famous, and successful beyond our wildest dreams in exchange for our immortal souls. We accepted the deal and the devil did the rest. However, both of us managed to work a better deal in the end. I simply spent all my money on diamond encrusted ivory backscratchers, giving them all to homeless people on the street. Thus, since I was no longer rich, Beelzebub did not keep his end of the bargain, and I was therefore a free man. But my brother chose to accept his fate in hell, and he rose through the demonic ranks to become one of Lucifer's most powerful servants. And now the devil has sent my brother to bring me back. I don't know what happens next. But I know this: like me, it's going to get very ugly.