“Where the hell did you find this?”, the disembodied voice asked from beneath the hood. “It is yours right?”, I asked the faceless figure in return. “What do you want in exchange for it?”, the voice instantly responds. “You’re quick to make a deal, so I know it definitely belongs to you. Which means you’d be willing to give me exactly what I ask for?” “What makes you so sure of that?, the booming voice laughs. I can easily take this bag from you and end your existence within minutes.” “True. But then again I am the only who was able to locate what’s in that bag. It was just a small offering in order to meet with you and offer a deal. And you and I both know you have no clue as to where it was found. I know you’ve been searching for this for quite a long time now. The hooded faceless figure remains silent. Which means I have them right where I want them. Now for the closer. “Listen, you can take what’s in the bag and give me what I ask for. Cause you and I know that’s not the only thing I found there. Trust me,I saw it. Now Give me what I want and you can have what’s in the bag and the location where I found it. Do we have a deal?” “What do you want?”, the hooded figure quickly asks. “First you need to agree we have a deal? Give me what I ask for no matter what and then promise me I’ll be left alone?” Not much time passes before the hooded figure responds. “Fine! We have a deal. Now what do you want ?”, the booming voice demands as they tightly grasp the black bag. And that’s how I got my chance at immortal life. When you’ve searched high and low through the depths of hell for Death’s heart and soul, you pretty much can ask for any deal you want. Even immortality.