You Can-t Corrupt Me- -tale Of The Naive Elven ... -

Stage two: Beneficial silence. The corruption accelerated quietly. I started small.

I could have told him the truth. Instead, I rerouted a small fraction of a damned soul’s eternal torment budget into a “retention bonus” under his name. He kept his job. He bought me a sandwich. You Can-t Corrupt Me- -Tale of the Naive Elven ...

“You’ll be fine,” said the recruiter, a goblin with six gold teeth and no discernible soul. “Just don’t sign anything in blood. Or ink. Or saliva. Or metaphysical intent.” Stage two: Beneficial silence