"Please...please, we need to make this deal, she's dying. My life, for hers...." A man, old, and withered begs. "She is my only reason for living....Please, my soul so she may live a full life. I beg you demon, help me."
"You're soul is already quite past its prime, and this deal is quite a high demand. You must give me something more, or else have her endure the possible consequences....." Ozzy, the low demon, a normal deal maker of hell, growls. Mortals, quite annoyingly over attatched...but...he couldn't blame them. He envied them extremely, their happy world a twisted image of the literal hell he called home...
"Fine. If you get me another soul I-" He starts, before a heavenly light frightens him, and the words of a goddess pierced his demon ears.

[i] "Warriors from all Universes, hear our voice. Once again, we decided to bring a new confront to decide the destiny of our beloved Multiverse. However, it is by your hands that we will seek who is the one that deserves to rule the grand space that envelops life. If you heard this, answer with your heart, decide your will into this event and..."

Shape the Future!! [/i]

".....I am sorry, but I must leave now. Here." Ozzy quickly rips a nail out of his index finger on his left hand, and pours some of his blood into the poor girl's mouth. "That will heal her wounds, but at a cost...Now, I must be gone..." 
And with that omen, ozzy vanishes up, and to before the two goddesses...where he trembles in fight. The dark one seems to be an evil beyond even the greatest of his hell...this made him quite attracted to it....but the other goddess was pure, a loving, caring Goddess...and if Ozzy most likely stood against her, would be fighting good, heroic creatures, that are sinless, and dangerous to him...so, against his better judgement, he walks before Marietta.

"What do you need of my demon blood?" He asks her, a demon's way of asking for orders.