When your mother’s house was searched, the police found in your bedroom a document which was called an agreement. It was signed as “me” with the name Danyal then written in your blood. This was your document. You had written a bargain between you and someone you called the mighty King Lucifage Rofocale. You promised him that you would perform a minimum of 6 sacrifices every six months for as long as you were free and physically capable. You said that you would sacrifice only women, build a temple for the king, and do everything that you had promised. In return, for you, the king would do things for you: you wrote in your agreement that you would win the Mega Millions Super Jackpot, receive fruitful rewards of wealth and power, and you would never be suspected of any crimes by the police, and that the police would never know of any crime that you had done and would do. I am sure that you performed these murders as part of that bargain which you thought would bring you wealth and power. Well, the wealth and power did not arrive; and nor did it happen that the police never found out about your crimes. Your DNA was all over the crime scene, there was a vast amount of CCTV to track you and other evidence to prove it was you, and your motivation became clear from the items found at your mother’s house. You were tracked down and your plan failed. Bizarre though your pact with the devil may appear to others, this wa
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