Your skin turns red, your hair turns white, your eyes become golden spirals. That was when you suddenly feel something missing between your legs, and you begun to shrink down, losing curves, your clothes turn bone white, and you are suddenly have your hair in pig tails. A pair of little black horn grows out of your forehead, and you gain a pointed tail. Your become barefoot, and your oversized jeans become a pair of little white hot pants, and your shirt becomes a white tube top. You full in your living room mirror, and see a little girl imp in clothes like she's pretending to be older. That's when the collar appears around your neck with no buckle or latch, only a dog tag that read's 'I Am Paulith, I Am The Property of The Nether World. I am why Lucifer told YHWH that putting free will into the universe was a dumb idea.'
"I . . . " You hear a small child's voice as you speak with a dark tone to it, "I think I might be in trouble."
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There was a faint rapping at Bobby's door. He wasn't watching the news, he was playing Halo, he paused the game and slowly opened the door. He was surprised to find a little girl with polished white skin, white dress, strange eyes, and glowing halo and wings. "Gre . .. greetings Bobby." She said, sounding sad as she read from a small business card. "My name is Arael, yes I am an angel. The accumulation of all yours choices, and all of humanity's choices, are here. You have been . . .judged a good person, who makes decisions that aren't generally self-serving, I'm hoping you'll continue to make good decisions. It's time for humanity to become something new. . . . Would you please take my hand and become an angel like me? And help spread the new state of being?"
"Uh . . . are you fine girl?" Bobby touched her shoulder. He glowed white, shrank down, his skin taking on a pure white ton that almost shined, his hair turned golden, white his eyes became blue with cross shaped centers. He also felt himself become a she. A white dress and sandals appeared on her. Unlike Arael's, her dress had a large blue bow in the back, that matched the ribbon that now made a braid on one side of her hair. A silver color halo and wings materialized onto her. She looked at herself in surprise for a moment before saying, "I, guess I do. My name is Bobbiel."
"Nice to meet you Bobbiel. Your cousin Paul also signed a deal with a demon is now an imp."
"WHAT?! That idiot?!"
"Yes."
That was when a man in a red suit teleported into the room, "I told you to scram you brat, now I'm going to have to eat you." The man in the finely dressed business wear in the blink of an eye changed into a black dragon that smashed the TV and Xbox as it grew.
Bobbiel's eyes went wide. A moment later the dragon was melting into nothingness, it's head cut off, and Bobbiel was looking at the golden sword about twice as big as she was that she was carrying around like it was nothing.
"Well . . . thanks for the save." Arael said.