"What kind of agreement?"
"One of faith, my dear little lamb."
Faith!? "You made my life miserable. You forced me to pray to your twisted machinations just to survive in that war you created from your lack of competence as management!" I would never give in to something like you Being X.
"It is unfortunate that you resisted the way that you had, but given the current state of affairs, I believe we could form a cooperative relationship of understanding."
I would rather sign my soul away to satan than you.
"That's quite harsh. All you would need to do is spread your wings and traverse the multiverse, spreading the true gospel. All acts of defiance can be forgiven, were you to take the opportunity that is in front of you, Tanya."
"Hahahahaha… you think… You actually think I would fall for that and give my free will to something like you? Do you even hear yourself?" I mean, I use techniques developed by others to get my way around laws and other things, but seriously? Being X is going senile if he thinks I would willingly offer myself up on a silver platter just to get a scrap of "forgiveness".
"Has our little lamb not seen the true purpose that all sentient life must fulfill? Unfortunately, I could have made use of your skills if this is your true and final answer; then, unfortunately, I must administer corrective punishment."
Bring it on, Being X, I am going to make you regret ever being formed, you piece of shit of god.
time skip - unknown
My soul has been fractured, splintered, erased, torn, warped, and so much more. I honestly can't even tell how long it's been. Being X doesn't even administer the "punishment" as he has more important duties elsewhere, but these arch angels and seraphs sure enjoy taunting me.
"Seraph %$!*^@#&!$, do you mind I am dreadfully tired and would prefer it if you did without the infusion of whatever."
"I apologized, but I was given strict orders by my dear regarding the methods I was to use, and you know this, this is your 739,214,303,561,883 times asking for a negation of primordial infusion. However, you should rejoice, as I am afraid our time together will dreadfully come to an conclusion soon. Your soul was supposed to have self-destructed an Epoch ago, my dear. If it helps, I was informed that your soul would be dissolved into an intangible form, preventing any sort of conscious thought or rebirth specifically. You managed to create a new record for souls like yourself, and you should feel proud of that outcome at the very least."
Oh, good, a new record set by yours truly, what a marvelous occasion.
"Any requests for your soul fragments used after your demise?"
"Yes, I want it to be formed into a nose to hang Being X."
"Your request has been made, it has been a pleasure to be responsible for someone like yourself for all this time."
Time skip - eons
I am beginning to think that Seraph had no idea what he was talking about. I mean, how long has it been since they just dumped my soul out into the endless void, not even letting me kill Being X with my last wish?
At least I can sense that it will be over soon, one way or another.
As I get closer to the sensation of completion, I start to notice that I have arrived at a world similar to my last worlds, just with more water. Did global warming really do that much? I am being dragged towards a laboratory, for goodness' sake, I mean, can I go without all the crazies for just like forever, please? At least they look like fellow countrymen, but with strange military uniforms, but I will take anything over this boring void.
POV - Iron Blood Laboratory
"My leader, all wisdom cubes have been grafted successfully, creating a tesseract cube. Permission to complete finalization of project Jörmungandr."
"Granted."