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♫ contractors

❝But I tell you, do not swear
an oath at all:
either by Heaven, for it is God’s throne;
or by the earth,
for it is His footstool;
or by Jerusalem, for it is the
city of the Great King.
And do not swear by your head,
for you cannot make even
one hair white
or black.
All you need to say is simply 'Yes' or 'No';
anything beyond this comes from
the evil one.
—Matthew 5:34-37

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[ Although he isn't so sure the one who ended him for good felt much like judging him one way or another.
Curse those silent protagonists.]No wishes? Perhaps not you, but a contract is a contract. Sika Madu will have to grant a wish that at least meets the letter of the wish, if not the intent. Assuming they win in their little rebellion, anyhow.
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[ Fuuuun times, however, he said original, and he's definitely taking another swig off what whiskey bottle before continuing. ]
Only that is no longer it, and so I am set adrift in my own foolish sea.
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Well, did the contract include when your world had to end? Maybe that's not for hundreds or thousands of years or more.
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Considering how they often suggested I reconsider, I imagine that could have happened, actually. So it would seem I was lacking in my wording... or would be, if I still intended for it.
But that is indeed a fair example of how Sika Madu could turn a wish on its ear.
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