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Mark had been afraid that Asmodeus one day would get tired. He would get tired of the cleaning and the farming and the little strolls in the village. He would miss his life as a king of lust, the bringer of destruction and he would choose to leave him into the night. That was the reason why the red haired young man would always find it difficult to sleep during the night. The slightest sound would wake him up and he would look around him distress, searching for the demon into the night only for two strong arms to grab him and push him back into the bed. A rough but gentle voice, still laced with the haze of sleep would mumble for him to go back to sleep and then his heart beat would slow and he would be able to relax. After some time, when half a year had passed he was starting to get more confident that Asmodeus would actually choose to stay.