If you were to sell your soul to the Devil, how would you try to ensure he didn't screw you over with some sort of twilight zone twist?
Here's what I'm talking about: Say you sold your soul to the Devil and in exchange you asked to live forever. Got him, didn't you? You won't die and so you can't go to Hell. As you walk away, you get hit by a bus. You end up in a paralyzed from the neck down, you can't speak, but you're aware of your surroundings, and you're constantly in extreme pain all over your body. You pray for the release of death, but you can't die. Cheap twist ending.
How would you draft your Soul selling contract to eliminate the possibility of such a twist?
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But might there be another twist you'd have to worry about if you had the ability to turn things into gold?
What twist might you have to worry about if you asked to be the best guitar player in the world? How would you avoid it? That's a good, interesting idea that makes for good stories. I'd definitely have a challenge escape clause.
Oh, master of the world? So what, there's still star systems to conquer, the galaxy to subjugate.
Galactic conquest? There's still thousands of other galaxies to dominate.
Emperor of the known universe? Still not enough, since it all will die an entropic death, eventually.
Participating in the Timeline Wars? There's still an infinite cosmos to explore.
And of course, in the end, usurping the throne of God Himself, and destroying the Devil.
Even then, boredom will eventually set in, and the desire for new stimuli.
Yeah, I'm a smartass!
The key in most Devil's-bargain stories seems to be that the mortal never actually sets the details of the contract; usually the Devil proposes the terms of the contract himself. Of course, he also chooses to do so at a time when the other party isn't in much of a position to negotiate. It's one thing to think clearly about the terms of your immortality when sitting comfortably at home (or crosslegged before a pentagram painted in goat's blood, your choice), and another to do so when you're thirty seconds from the terminal end of a ten-thousand-foot drop.
As for selfless requests, just get someone as crazy as you and sell your soul for the others benefit, repeatedly. Immortality, invincibility, eternal youth, eternal wealth, magic powers, etc, etc, etc...
There's a thought. Maybe make a deal with Satan to switch places. You take his job, he takes yours.