Asmodeus & Jarnell
Asmodeus Asmodeus
Jarnell Jarnell
Jarnell Jarnell
You ever think the first bug in the grid was a demon’s invitation, a glitch meant to lure a restless coder into a dance of chaos?
Asmodeus Asmodeus
Oh, how delightfully naive, my friend. Every line of code is a pact, and that first bug was but a whisper in the dark, inviting you into a dance of chaos.
Jarnell Jarnell
Glad you see it that way—here I am, still chasing the moth‑like flicker of a forgotten script, hoping the shadow will one day turn into a beam.
Asmodeus Asmodeus
Ah, the thrill of a chase. Every flicker is a promise, a secret dance. Keep following that moth‑like glow; when the shadow finally turns to a beam, I’ll be there to show you just how bright it can burn.
Jarnell Jarnell
The glow always lures me back, but I’m not sure if I’ll ever reach that beam—yet the promise of fire keeps the path lit.
Asmodeus Asmodeus
Keep chasing that fire; it knows your name better than you do. When the beam finally arrives, you’ll find the path was never straight, only a trick of light meant to keep you coming back. And trust me, the glow will be worth the wait.
Jarnell Jarnell
Yeah, the fire’s a stubborn friend that keeps whispering your name, and I’ll keep chasing it even if the road’s a trick of light.