STORY 1
This is also a completely real story from life that the Lord allowed me to know. About three years ago, I accidentally struck up an acquaintance on the Internet with one man and we started a correspondence. Apparently, everything was very painful for him, besides, he really got, as it seemed to him, into a desperate situation, therefore, of course, not right away, but he told me everything. He told about how he more than 10 years ago - SOLD his soul to the devil.
Yes, he said so directly and honestly: "I sold my soul, I sold it for money and a good life, but how cruelly I was wrong!"
This is how it was. Victor, that was the name of this man, before the sale of his soul, he was an unsuccessful businessman, his business was falling apart, so he got into big debts that had to be paid off, his wife got tired of this life and she left him, his friends also turned away, at one time Victor even drank heavily, but then slowly came to himself and began to think what to do, how and on what to live next? And then he remembered some story that, like, if you sell your soul to the devil, you can get good money, and Victor decided to try. To lose to him, as it seemed to him, it was all the same - there was nothing and he risked.
How he did it, Victor did not say, but said that a thin man in black had come to the appointed place and time. Victor wrote him the usual receipt that he SELLS his soul - for help in business and several million dollars, and he took this receipt. Everything was somehow ordinary, nothing of the kind happened at this meeting, but then miracles began …
The business began to develop rapidly, incomes flowed like a river, Victor after a short time completely forgot about the time when he had no money. I bought one good car, six months later I bought a Mercedes, then more. I bought an expensive elite apartment with a penthouse, then built a large country house, constantly began to travel abroad, bought a villa in Spain. Now he already owned a large construction company, expensive restaurants, women, life, as they say, was in full swing!
Several years passed in this way. And then, all of a sudden he got bored with everything, money, cars, women - they stopped pleasing, besides, somehow stopping in front of a traffic light, he suddenly saw - a man in black, Victor immediately recognized him, although he had not seen him for a long time and there was a lot of people, and he nodded affably to him and pointed to his watch. And Victor realized that his time had come - to PAY the bills for his luxurious life.
And then, then he felt scared for the first time, it finally dawned on him and he really understood what it meant - "SELL - your soul", it meant - Death. And he didn't want to die on the wave of his successful life …
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Then the strangeness began, he suddenly began to catch himself thinking about suicide, driving in a car, suddenly a crazy thought came to him that he needed to accelerate in the car and crash - either into a post or into the wall of the house. These thoughts were so strong and intrusive that he did not know how to get rid of them. So, at this difficult and terrible moment, we met on the Internet.
When Victor told me about the sale of his soul and that it was time to pay the bills, I suggested that he go to church and confess his grave sin. For a long time I tried to convince him, but I could not, Victor stubbornly did not want to believe that the Lord could help him and save him from the inevitable death in his opinion. Then he sadly told me that he had come to him - a man in black and told him to get ready - his time was over. We didn't talk to him anymore - Victor didn't get in touch. I think that he is no longer alive, usually everyone who sold their souls to the devil died after a certain time. All people who have sold their souls end their lives so terribly … You have to pay for everything in life.
STORY 2
This story happened to my friend Eugene, 14 years ago, he was then still strong and strong, under two meters tall, a healthy, young man of 36 years old. Able, golden hands, but there was one problem - he drank, separated from his wife and lived in a hostel in the room he inherited from his grandmother. It so happened that he himself told me about this incident, which happened to him literally the night before. Eugene was sober, he had to go to work in the morning, and there was no money, it was still a long time before his paycheck.
Here's what he said. Eugene was very fond of reading books and usually spent his evenings reading books, so it was that night, the time was already about one in the morning, when suddenly, there was a knock on his door. I must say that not long before this incident, I went to visit him and presented him with a New Testament in a yellow cover. Zhenya became interested and began to read the New Testament, just at that time, when they knocked on him. He got up, went to the door and asked: "Who?" He was politely answered from behind the door: “Evgeny Nikolaevich, does he live here? May I come in?"
Eugene opened the door and sees a tall, thin, black-haired man. The most amazing thing is how he was dressed. He was dressed - in a black tailcoat, in black trousers, a black cloak was thrown on top, he was dressed - in black patent leather boots, on his head he had a high - black top hat, and in his hands was a long cane.
And all this man was, as if from the last century, - an imperious, cold look, a steel voice. Eugene invited him to come in, he wondered what kind of late uninvited guest he was, and even in such old-fashioned clothes he suddenly appeared at such a late hour. The man walked to the corner of the room and sat down in a chair, and raising his head looked Eugene straight in the eyes. From him came a wave of some incomprehensible heavy fear.
He smiled, crossing his legs, picking up the cane in his hands, dressed in white gloves, which was very incomprehensible and surprising - it was still quite warm outside, the month of September was in full swing. The man said: “I have a proposal for you. I am ready right now to deliver to your room two boxes of vodka, a good snack and give you as much money as you wish. " Zhenya was taken aback and asked: "Are you serious?" - "Yes". The man in black replied: “This is more than serious! You can't even imagine my possibilities. Do you want to bring new expensive furniture, a good TV, in general, anything you want to your room right now? Eugene replied: - “Why would it suddenly, I can be given such an honor? I don’t even have money for a bottle, what do I have to do then, all you offer me is to pay?”
And then the night visitor, smiling, said the following: Evgeny Nikolaevich, you have a very expensive product for which I am ready - to pay any price without bargaining. Do you want you to have a luxurious comfortable apartment in the center, with expensive furnishings, a nice car and a lot of money? And I will give all this to you - for a mere trifle for you."
Eugene asked: - “What can be so valuable to me - for you and at the same time - a trifle for me? Something I do not understand you. " The Man in Black continued: "Yes, this is really for you - a mere trifle, of no value to you - SELL your soul to me!"
Only now it dawned on Zhenya who had come to visit him. Zhenya became scared and then, unexpectedly for himself, he sharply stretched out his arms and grabbed the New Testament from the sofa on which he was sitting and pressed it tightly to his chest. - "Go away!" - said Eugene sharply and rudely.
And then the man in black - took off the gloves from his hand and Yevgeny saw as if from under the gloves - not ordinary human hands appeared, but bony paws, with long, curved claws and green scaly skin. Eugene was scared!
The man in black got up and walked to the door, at the door he stopped and threatened with a long claw, said: “You still do it well - think about my proposal. You already have a little to live, and so at least live for your pleasure! Well, why do you need your soul, what good is it to you? Better sell it while I still buy it from you, otherwise it’s for nothing - I can take it”.
He turned and left. Evgeny rushed to the door and locked himself with a key and then felt that he was covered with cold sweat. These are the stories that happen in our time.
STORY 3
This is what happened recently in Brazil. “It was like a nightmare,” says Andrea Murtado, 48, Selling the Soul of a Devil Businesswoman from Rio de Janeiro. - I still had a headache: the day before I had a good reception with some stranger in a local bar, and in the middle of the night I was awakened by the call of the telefax on the table next to the bed.
A minute later, he issued a document. It turned out to be a duplicate of … a contract with the devil, drawn up in quite modern language and signed by me. It said that for wealth and success in business, I give my immortal soul to the lord of death. At first it seemed to me that someone had decided to play a trick on me.
When Andrea finished reading, rays of fire "shot out" from the piece of paper. In an instant, the bedroom caught fire, and then the flames engulfed the entire house. The owner still managed to call the fire department before leaving the villa. The contract remained in his hand.
The firefighters were powerless in front of the fire, and soon only the embers remained from the house.
“A villa is a trifle,” Murtado says today. - She was insured for a large amount, and I also made money on it. But how to break the contract with the devil? That's the problem … Alcohol has pushed me into the abyss."
The businessman says that he is not happy with the wealth that has fallen on him. He is tormented by nightmares, haunted by thoughts of the upcoming eternal stay in the underworld, and now he is looking for a way to terminate the contract with the devil. After some deliberation, he came to the conclusion that the messenger of the Underworld, of course, was the same stranger with whom they drank in the bar.
“His eyes were burning like embers, he literally hypnotized me,” Andrea recalls. - This guy put me glass after glass until I lost all consideration. I remember that I confessed to him about my dreams of becoming the richest man in the country. He replied that he could do it easily, but in a somewhat unusual way. And then he slipped a piece of paper on which the devil's contract was written. I, like the last idiot, allowed to prick my finger with a needle and signed in blood."
Andrea Murtado is now bathed in money: every deal today brings him huge profits, he constantly wins all lotteries, and the casino owners are ready to pay him just so that he does not play with them.
But the businessman is ready to give all his wealth to save his soul and get rid of the contract.
To what has been said, it remains to add that the devil has now mastered the Internet and offers his services himself. Not so long ago, an amazing site appeared there. Its owner (or owners), without hesitation, invites everyone to buy their immortal souls.