Many different stories, myths and legends exist around the topic of how to make a deal with the devil. Although, who knows, maybe this is not fiction at all. After all, according to historical sources (to be more precise, the Life of St. Basil), the very first contract with the Lord of Hell was concluded in the distant 9th century. Then a man gave his soul in exchange for the love of an impregnable woman.
Story
And before the story of how they make a deal with the devil, I would like to pay a little attention to history. Perhaps one of the most famous cases is the signing of a contract with the Lord of Hell by an abbot named Urbain Grandier. This man served in the French church of Saint-Pierre du Merche. And the story was this: the priest longed for female love, which was forbidden due to his position. He also dreamed of fame and fortune.
Deciding to achieve what he wanted, Urbain acquired a manuscript from the warlock, in which the ritual to summon the devil was described in detail. The abbot spent it by coming to the cemetery at night, and after completing his actions, the king of hell appeared before him with his retinue. Along with the Devil, according to legend, there was a witch of incredible beauty and the devil Baalberit. With the sorceress, the abbot entered into a passionate act, moreover, on the grave of a baby. After that, the devil cut his wrist with a dagger and wrote a contract on parchment with blood, which the dark forces took to hell. Wild act. But Urbain got everything he wanted, vowing to do as much evil as he could, recognizing the devil as his patron and renouncing all that was holy. The contract was calculated for 13 years. And after the specified period, to the day, the contract was found by the inquisitors. Urbain did not even try to justify himself - he immediately confessed to his deed. As punishment, he was burned at the stake in front of a whole crowd of witnesses.
Contract
Speaking about how they make a deal with the devil, it is worth noting that this sin is also attributed to Adolf Hitler, who sold his soul in exchange for enormous power. Allegedly, even the contract was preserved. However, the document is in very poor condition. Of course, almost everyone is convinced that this is a hoax. But it was furnished very convincingly.
But back to our topic. If you believe the sources, then the contract is not much different from the agreement on, for example, a lease. In form, of course. The document clearly spells out the obligations of each party. Moreover, there are fewer of them from the side of the “client” than from the side of the devil. A person only has to agree that after the expiration of the contract, he will provide the Lord of Hell with his immortal soul for full use. And, by the way, the devil is very laconic. He has only one commandment, and it sounds like this: "Love me above all."
Traditional ritual
And now - directly about how to make a deal with the devil. The first thing a person should do is to weigh his decision. Is the soul really worth renouncing all that is holy and consecrating it to evil? However, it is already clear that it is not, but this is everyone's business.
Initially, the "hell client" renounces the church. And this path is out of the ordinary, because it consists in vilifying the church and objects of its cult, accompanied by kissing the buttocks of Satan.
Then a pentagram is depicted on the ground / floor, along the edges of which 13 black candles must be placed. After that, the person stands in the center of his "art" and utters a spell 21 times, asking the Lord of Hell to come to him and fulfill his desire.
It is said that the presence of Satan cannot be felt unreal. The smell of sulfur, cold or heat is immediately felt. Then comes the signing of the contract, which is set on fire with a church candle at the end. If it burned down immediately, then it can be considered concluded and, accordingly, entered into force. It is said that the ashes must be collected and stored.
other methods
The above was about how to make a deal with the devil at home. In any case, this method is often written and talked about.
There are also other methods. With their help, it is also possible to summon the devil. You can conclude a deal by arriving at midnight at the crossroads. But not alone, but taking a black cat with him. It must be thrown over the shoulder, after which - call Satan. The one who responds and approaches the "client" will be the devil's servant. With whom you will have to negotiate the terms.
They also say that you can come to the churchyard on the full moon of April 22, and then stand between the graves, in your thoughts imagine a pentagram blazing with fire and visually “place” it on the ground. Then raise your hands and turn 13 times clockwise, calling on the Lord of Hell. After that, you need to return home. If you believe the sources, then on the way the “client” will meet a dog or a cat. Moreover, the animal will not be ordinary, but speaking. But they cannot be answered. We just have to wait for the “communication” of the dark forces.
At risk
There are legends about the effectiveness of other methods. How else can you make a deal with the devil? Go to the market and offer all the people who meet on the way to buy your soul. If you believe the statements of "practitioners", then at the exit from the market, the "client" will be found by his buyer. After studying this method, it becomes clear why it is - at your own peril and risk. Because there is a chance to stumble upon someone who does not hesitate to call an ambulance for psychiatric help.
The second method is no less insane - you need to write an ad with the words "I will sell my soul." And without specifying contacts, name, address and other information. You just need to put a mark with your blood in the corner. Just drop it on. By this mark, the buyer will find the seller.
They also say that there is a chance to contact Satan if you boil thirteen cow hooves in a saucepan. When the brew boils, you need to start moving your hand over the pan and pronounce the spell.
Signing a contract on the subconscious
And now a few words should be said about how to make a deal with the devil in a dream, and whether it is real. They say yes. And there is a myth to back this up. There was such an Italian composer and violinist - Giuseppe Tartini. He still did not like one of his plays, it seemed to him that something was missing in it. He was exhausted and completely lost sleep.
And somehow he fell asleep. And the devil appeared to him, offering to sell his soul in exchange for the fulfillment of any desire. Tartini said he wanted to hear the violin play. Vladyka played the instrument. What he heard amazed the composer. The work was incredibly beautiful. Waking up, he remembered the notes and put them in the basis of the "Devil's Sonata", which made him great.
In general, if the king of hell appears in a vision and offers his services, and a person just needs them, we can recall this myth as an example.
What else is worth knowing?
Some people, talking about how to make a deal with the devil for real, still pay special attention to the nuances that precede the action.
They say that you need to fast for 1-2 weeks and not have sexual relations for exactly the same time period. And the ritual itself must be carried out dressed in all black.
If you carefully study the book of black magic, you will notice a technique that helps to invoke dark forces, but without selling the soul. They say you need to go to the crossroads nine Sundays in a row, each time at 9:00 in the morning. And read the verse from Psalm 36 and 136. If you believe what is written, then on the ninth Sunday a storm will rise, it will start to snow or rain. After that, a person has the right to do what he wants - his desire will be fulfilled.
There is another way regarding how you can sell your soul. A person must take a box and put his photo in it. Add a lavender sprig and a black cat bone on top. You will also need to put a note with a desire and sprinkle everything with salt. Bury the box on the second night of the full moon, naturally at the crossroads. The method is terrible, besides requiring the sacrifice of a living creature, and therefore immoral. People who have used it assure that the method works. But after performing the ritual, one must be prepared for a quick and strange death.
Finally
Can you make a deal with the devil? According to all moral norms and foundations - no, and this is obvious. But a person is a free creature, and it is up to him to decide what to do with his life. Lawyers like to joke that the "devil's contract" is the most transparent of all that exist. No lines in small print and abstruse phrases. Everything is simple. A person gets what he wants and lives a strictly agreed period. Then he dies, usually painfully. How else, if initially at the head of all this is evil?
The rain poured like a bucket, the wind blew in my face, small pieces of ice dug into my skin. I ran. I didn’t run of my own free will, it seemed that someone was driving me into the distance. Although, I didn't mind. There was not a drop of joy, happiness in my life. There were no close people who could support me. I was all alone in the world. I'm fed up with this existence. I had no other choice but to freeze in this damned forest, in my thin dress, a scarf draped over my shoulders instead of a jacket, and house slippers (albeit very fluffy and warm), this is inevitable. I was unhappy in this world, maybe lucky in another.
I was born to a wild mother, so to speak. Lived without a father. I didn't have it. I do not know from whom it was born. My mother thought that it was too early for her to have a child (yes, he was not included in her plans at all). She hung me on Grandma's shoulders. She was very old, and at the age of 9 I had to take care of her myself, because she was tied to the bed. I had a life different from the lives of my peers. While all my friends were walking on the street, having fun, enjoying life, I constantly sat at home and watched my grandmother's well-being. I saw my mother once every few years, I’m sure she didn’t even know about the state of the granny.
Because of this lifestyle, I was an unhealthy child. Very pale, thin. I often skipped school to help my grandmother. At the age of 11, I was completely expelled from there for constant absenteeism. But I wasn't too upset. Teaching never worked for me. I didn't have a favorite subject, my classmates made fun of me. Many believed that I was a witch or sick with a fatal disease and were afraid to be near me.
My life was completely ruined when my grandmother died. She died of a broken heart. When I entered her room, I almost had a stroke. There was such a grimace of horror on her face that it seemed to me that I had never seen anything more terrible than this grimace itself in my life. I didn't want to see what had frightened the old woman so much. I decided to run away from home. And what, I was already 14, I "already know everything about life." How much I reproached myself for such a decision! I would rather die in that apartment than live such a meaningless, fearful life.
I got a job as a waitress at some diner. Fortunately, I looked 16 years old, but they didn’t check my passport there. I sold my grandmother's apartment for mere pennies. But then I was inexperienced, and it seemed to me that this was "unreal money." She began to rent a room in a tiny two-room apartment in a dilapidated house, which was also located at the "hell in the middle of nowhere".
So I lived for a year. Everything was great until something happened that caused my life to go downhill. They kicked me out of the apartment. They said that they did not pay for two whole months (and I paid, I remember exactly). I thought for a long time what to do, spent a couple of nights at the station. And here I am sitting somehow on a bench in front of an old ruin. Suddenly, a strange woman over 30 came into the courtyard. She was wearing a black shapeless hoodie, the hood completely covered her face, and light, puny hair was knocked out from under it. She sat down next to me and, turning to face me, removed her hood. I started. My eyes widened in horror. This woman's face belonged to me. I recognized him by his deathly pallor, deep, serious eyes full of pain and suffering. But the woman was two times older than me and 20 centimeters taller. We looked at each other for a long time until she broke the silence with her terrible, sepulchral voice.
After 87.600 hours the devil will come to you. He will insist on a deal that you will find profitable. But that's not the case at all. You will have to refuse, otherwise something that you cannot even imagine will happen. He will not leave immediately, but you insist on your own. Perhaps this will save me you in the future.
Suddenly I felt weak in my body, my eyes darkened, my head began to spin...
Where I am? What happened? - such questions arose in my head when I woke up in white wards, lying on the bed, unable to move my arm or leg. A pretty-looking young girl, a nurse, entered the ward.
- You came to us in the hospital in a very deplorable condition. You were found in an abandoned building, you said something absurd, shouted that you would not let yourself be offended, fought against the walls. We still do not fully understand what happened to you, but I can say one thing for sure: nothing threatens your health.
- Really?! What threatened me? I exclaimed.
- I repeat: we do not fully understand what happened to you. Now food and drink will be brought to you, we will make sure that nothing happens to you.
The nurse left the room. I was left alone with my thoughts. As far as I understood, my things, acquired by overwork, were not with me. I have no friends, no relatives, no housing, no job. Why should I live in this world, I ask...
I lived for 6 months in the hospital, the fractures of my legs and arms turned out to be deep, it took a long time to heal. Yes, I was in no hurry to go anywhere, I have nowhere to go. However, after discharge, I became unusually lucky. I found a job, a place to live, even made friends. In general, life flowed like clockwork. But after 5 months after discharge, strange things began to happen to me. I began to notice that the people around me had some kind of insincere look. Their eyes, when they looked at me, they seemed to roll somewhere. Their voices sounded hoarse, they seemed to sound the same.
Once I was sitting in the kitchen of my apartment, when suddenly someone knocked on my front door. I ran to the vestibule and looked out the peephole. There stood Dasha, my best friend. Her condition was very strange. She was wearing only a nightgown, her legs looked like bones wrapped in leather. She tilted her head to the side, it rested on her left shoulder. Their noses were bleeding, and her eyes rolled back. In some ways, she looked like a zombie from a horror movie. She said in a voice that did not express any emotions that my time had come ... I screamed and ran to my room. They started pounding on the door. It looked like she was about to be kicked out. However, everything died down as suddenly as it began. I ran to the door and looked through the peephole. Nobody. Just in case, I opened the door and looked out onto the landing. There was a note stuck on the door: "Hurry up. The time has come..."
After that, my life turned into a real nightmare. I saw these zombies everywhere. They could appear at the most unexpected moment. They took me by surprise. In broad daylight, everything around me grew dark, and the people around me bored me with their creepy, expressionless eyes. I seemed to be going crazy. It all ended as unexpectedly as it began. People looked at me in disbelief. When I asked what time it was, they said, "Just a minute."
I was often offered to see a psychologist, but I knew he would not help. My time has come... I don't know what will happen, but I'm not afraid. It's better to die than to live like this!
My legs themselves carried me into the forest when the phone received a call from my number. I took it, but in the receiver I heard only a hiss, through which I made out my own voice: "Hurry! .."
I have been running for a quarter of an hour now, further and further away from home. Almost 10 years have passed since the beginning of this story, and I remember everything as if it were yesterday. Here's the abandoned building I was told about at the hospital. Although I didn’t remember what happened there, its outline was spinning in my head, and I somehow understood that I had to go here. I went in what I was in. My whole life was spinning in my head, which would seem very short to any normal person, although this is not at all the case.
I entered the building. The frail, almost dilapidated walls smeared in something green aroused in me horror and disgust to touch them. But in order to climb the stairs to the second floor, I had to hold on to them so as not to fall and break to hell.
In a burnt room full of all sorts of rubbish, with inscribed signs on it and stubs of candles, He was waiting for me. A man in black with a wrinkled face. I've been waiting for it for 10 years and finally got it. He offered me a deal:
- In your family, all women are my debtors. Long ago, your great-great-great-grandmother made a deal with me. She sold me her soul and the souls of her descendants, because one soul would not be enough. She asked for eternal love, beauty, wealth, the inevitable death of her ill-wishers. I granted her wish, but she could not be happy forever. She made a deal with me, which means that sooner or later retribution will come. Very soon the village grandmothers found Marya Stepanovna, who, as it seemed to them, had already begun to live in the white world, in the swamp. She drowned herself. It is strange that her face had aged 20 years, and there were some tatters of clothes on her. I suggest that you close the dark affairs of your great-great-great-grandmother by giving me your soul. All your predecessors very often refused.
I remembered the words of the woman in black, but then I forgot them. I have the opportunity to do almost a good deed. I still don't have a good life. Most likely, I would have died anyway from that terrible creature that killed my grandmother and, possibly, my mother (I don’t know if she is alive or not)
- I agree! I exclaimed.
"Wonderful," the Devil smiled an eerie smile.
Everything was confused in my head, everything was running, spinning before my eyes ... The last thing I thought about was: "I have already lived my life. It would not have been longer. But I saved my descendants! I am well done!"
Semyon, is it already known who did this to this very attractive young girl?
On the dirty floor of an abandoned house lay a pretty girl of about 25 years old. She was wearing a wedding dress, a smile froze on her face, and a hole gaped in her head.
Yes, but that makes this case even weirder. No one saw this girl two days ago in the area of this place (two days ago there was a murder, but they saw Anna Koreleva, a saleswoman at the Minimarket grocery store.
- Is this the one that ran to us a couple of weeks ago, reported that zombies were pestering her and constantly saying that her time had come?
- Yes she.
- Strange... You don't want to tell me that she reincarnated after her death?!
- No, what are you ... Perhaps she is not from here at all!
- But what about Koreleva? She disappeared too! Nobody saw her after that incident either!..
But you won't claim that...
- And who killed the girl is already known?
- No... No prints were found... I'm inclined to believe that the girl shot herself.
You may well be right...
Two young investigators were heading towards the exit of the building, simultaneously wondering what had driven such a young, beautiful, successful, judging by the expensive dress, girl to commit suicide...
I am a young guy, I am 22 years old, studying and working like most people of my age. I have a wonderful girlfriend whom I love very much and a wonderful family. I believe in God, I go to church, but I don't go to church as often as I would like. I am a sinner and used to dabble in drugs, which I am very sorry about (for the sake of a girl I completely abandoned them).
From the 2nd to the 3rd of May of this month, my beloved and I went to bed. I could not sleep for a long time, tossed and turned, and something tormented me at strashno.com. At some point, I imagined the upcoming important meeting and how I would have to behave. And suddenly I started laughing at something, and they started laughing together with me - as if 3 or 4 small demons were sitting on my forehead and laughing with me. I even felt them. They laughed and agreed with me as if they were their master. It did not last long and at first did not cause me any emotions or questions, but then panic and fear seized me. I opened my eyes - and all this seemed to be gone, the obsession disappeared. Soon I fell asleep peacefully.
The next morning I got up and began to think about what happened to me at night. I got on the Internet for answers to my questions, I read a lot of interesting and useful things. In particular, I drew attention to the signs of demon infestation. In many articles they are the same, and all strashno.com had these signs for me. I did not attach particular importance to this, because many of us have our drawbacks and bad habits.
Some time passed, and I noticed that I became very aggressive, very hot-tempered, scandals began with the girl. On May 10, my beloved and I were visiting and swore very strongly, I even hit her! Although he never raised his hand to a girl, for me it was always low and outrageous. In the morning I was returning home right after this scandal and I thought a lot about what I had done and how wrong I was, stupid thoughts of committing suicide came into my head. Obsessive washings did not leave me, and I decided to do it. These were not spontaneous emotions, and I carefully and deliberately thought about how to do it, without even thinking about the consequences. At that moment, this was the only way out for me, and I did not see another strashno.com.
Arriving home, I left a note "Meet me in hell, bitches." I took a lot of pills and put them in front of me. There were about 80 tablets in my eye, and I began to drink them with water. I understood that pills are not the best option, and they may not lead to the desired goal. I took the lye that I had in my pipe cleaning vanity and drank it too. After that, everything immediately caught fire inside me and instantly dried up in my mouth, I tried to get up to drink water, but lost consciousness.
There was nothing, no dreams, no thoughts, only emptiness. And suddenly I open my eyes and see my mother and girlfriend in front of me, they were trying to lift me up. My head didn’t work at all (before that, apparently, too, because only a stupid person can do all this), and I didn’t understand what was happening and why I was still alive strashno.com.
I got up, my stomach hurt a lot, but I could talk (even though it was not easy), lay down on the bed and began to think it all over. They started asking me what happened and how many pills I took, but I did not react to them and tried to collect my thoughts. I was in tears, I needed fresh air. My girlfriend and I went outside and just walked. I was silent, and she tried to talk to me and just calm me down. I was very ashamed for all this and for the fact that literally 9 hours ago I hit her, and she still came to me in difficult times no matter what. I began to apologize to her for everything and promised that this would not happen again (I really made a decision to change myself and not make mistakes).
I soon realized that everything was fine with me strashno.com and I was completely fine. But I couldn't figure out how I survived. Yes, my stomach hurt, I felt sick, I was depressed, but I'm alive. The alkali that corrodes the pipes before my eyes (and I have seen this more than once) did not harm me.
Soon everything fell into place, and I began to live as before. But I began to notice that I became much more confident in myself, my fears disappeared, I began to see what I had not seen before (lie, hidden washed away in words on television and in many other ways). Feelings intensified, I became very emotional, became very aggressive and quick-tempered, more than ever, hardy (4 or 5 days I did not sleep at all and went about my business).
My stomach hurt a little, and I noticed that during all this time, since all this happened, I never ate and did not see the desire or need for it. strashno.com I became very perceptive, began to feel how to act correctly in a situation so that it turns out the way I want. Despite this period of rehabilitation after all this (activated charcoal, etc., just putting myself in order), I did not lose shape, but, on the contrary, I began to feel better. It became much more attractive, it seems to me, girls began to stare at me and pay attention to me (they used to pay attention too, but not so frankly). There are a lot of ideas in my head that I want to bring to life, and they are so thought out, to the smallest detail.
I didn't think like that before. Something has changed, and I see it for the better. I feel like the master of this world, and everything is only in my hands. It's not just me alone, but all my relatives and friends.
Remembering my dream, I thought again and compared everything, decided to put together this mosaic: isn’t strashno.com an agreement with the devil? After all, exactly a week before that there were these demons, and then, when I was supposed to die for sure, without a doubt, I survived, and all this is happening to me. Consciously gave his life to change everything. I survived and not just survived, but became the best in everything.
I started thinking about it and decided to just check out of curiosity - what if I ask him for something when I need his help? And I was shocked when what I ask for came true. I was late for the train and said to myself: delay her - and she didn’t leave, I had time (it was not a long-distance train, such ones stop at a stop for 10-15 seconds). There were debtors who did not give me money for a long time, and I said to myself: make me give it back. And one day they gave everything to me.
I can tell dozens of such stories over the past week to strashno.com. It is difficult to understand everything and believe in it, but I simply cannot give another explanation. I just took it as a gift, but for what purpose it was given to me, I don’t know yet.
Today, when the girl was walking to her house, a grandmother stood in front of the elevator and said that both elevators were not working, and she had been standing for a long time and was waiting for them to break, and she would have to climb the 8th floor on foot.
My beloved lives on the 14th floor, and she suggested that I also go on foot, I refused and said:
— Let's go outside, I'll smoke, and we'll come back and take the elevator.
She just laughed, and I said out loud:
— When we arrive, let the elevator work.
We left, I smoked, when we returned, we pressed the button - strashno.com and the elevator immediately opened. The girl knew about those demons and about my guesses, but she definitely did not expect this. Then she told me that she was really scared.
Believe in God and go to church, because this can happen to anyone and not everyone will take advantage of it.
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The very specific joys of life are changing into something ephemeral, which will have to be given away for a long time. And besides, how is this deal so fundamentally different from the contract of a soldier who sacrifices his life for money.
In this article, some of the most famous examples in history when people sold their souls to the devil.
Robert Johnson
One of the most famous blues musicians, who greatly influenced the development of blues, jazz, rock and, as a result, all modern American music. Robert Johnson, so to speak, turned out to be the "founder" of the legendary "Club 27", or rather, the first from the list who died at 27 years old. Johnson's story is full of secrets and hoaxes. It all started with the fact that at the age of 19 he met the then-famous bluesmen Sun House and Willie Brown. He dreamed of learning to play the guitar as virtuoso as these guys in order to perform with his own band. However, this art was given to him extremely hard: his fingers did not obey, the notes stubbornly did not want to form melody. And then one day Robert just disappeared. Nobody knew where he was and what he was doing, someone assumed that the guy simply realized after unsuccessful studies that music was not for him, and settled somewhere in a remote village.
Johnson returned as unexpectedly as he disappeared just a year later. And to the surprise of everyone who knew him before, he demonstrated just phenomenal guitar skills. The level of his skill has increased many times in a very short period of time. The musician himself added fuel to the fire, who personally told the story that there was some kind of magical crossroads at which he made a deal with the devil in exchange for the ability to play the blues. Be that as it may, his talent was truly impressive. From that time on, he begins to play a lot, as if in a hurry to live. He records about 30 songs, conducts three full-fledged recording sessions before dying on August 16, 1938 under very strange and still not clarified circumstances. The main version of the death of Robert Johnson says that he became a victim of the jealous husband of his beloved. However, the exact circumstances of the death, as well as the exact location of his grave, remain a mystery to this day.
Adolf Gitler
Until 1932, Hitler was a common loser. For poor progress, he was expelled from high school - he had good grades only in drawing and physical education. after that, he twice failed the exams at the Academy of Arts. At one time he was even in prison. People who knew him personally claimed that he was extremely inept in building relationships with other people and was “on knives” with almost all his acquaintances.
And suddenly, in 1932, Hitler seems to take off into the chair of power. This is a truly dizzying career: in just a year, from an unknown warrior and a failed artist, he turns into the supreme ruler of all of Germany. Some even then started talking about the fact that he could make a deal with the devil. And Hitler's love of the occult only reinforced these doubts. There is a legend according to which, at the end of 1945, on the outskirts of Berlin, in the ruins of an old burnt house, an agreement between Hitler and the devil, signed on April 30, 1932, was allegedly found. As you know, exactly 13 years later, on April 30, 1945, Adolf Hitler committed suicide, fulfilling the terms of this agreement.
Christoph Heitzman
Christoph Heitzmann is not the most famous Bavarian artist of the middle hand. He became famous not for his paintings, but for the story of his own life. August 29, 1677 was taken to the police. According to the records, he was seized with "certain unusual convulsions." It was there, in the police, that the artist made an amazing confession: he allegedly sold himself to Satan nine years ago, and now he fears that his soul is being taken in payment of a debt. Heizmann literally begged the police to send him for protection to the nearby holy relics in Mariazell. They believed him, and on September 5, the penitent artist arrived in Mariazell.
There the rite of exorcism continued for three days. During it, Heitzman saw how the Holy Virgin Mary triumphed over the Devil and wrested from him the very contract that he had written "with blood taken from the palm of his right hand." The contract said: "I, Christoph Heitzmann, give myself to Satan to be his own natural son and belong to him both in body and soul for nine years." Having parted with the burden, the artist went to live with his sister in Vienna, but a month later his fears returned. In May 1678 he returned again to Mariazell, where the Holy Virgin returned to him another treaty, signed in ink, which Heizmann saw lying on the steps of the altar, torn into four pieces. After this event, the artist entered the monastery and, although he was overcome by devils, led a pious lifestyle until his death, which followed on March 14, 1700. in Neustadt.
Oliver Cromwell
Oliver Cromwell is known as a prominent statesman, commander and leader of the English Revolution of the 17th century. According to contemporaries, Cromwell made a deal with the devil on the morning of November 9, 1651 in the forest, just before the battle of Worcester. The devil appeared in the guise of a gray-bearded old man and handed Cromwell a scroll with a contract. Having familiarized himself with him, the politician was furious: “How so?” he shouted, “Only seven years?! I have asked you for twenty-one years." A long argument ensued between them, but in the end, the elder said: “If you refuse, then there will be another who will be satisfied with this.”
According to other testimonies, the devil generously promised him all the benefits and riches that one can imagine, except for one thing - the title of king. “It will be with you and the Protector,” he said. But Cromwell certainly wanted the highest title in the state. Enraged because of the intransigence of the devil, he hit his staff with all his might, but hit his leg. This wound caused gangrene. So he died Protector. But this evidence is not credible, because it is common knowledge that Oliver Cromwell died from a deadly combination of malaria and typhoid fever caused by salmonella, and not from gangrene.
Napoleon Bonaparte
Bonaparte's political career was not as fast-paced as Hitler's, but nevertheless, she became incredibly fast and confident. He staged a coup d'état in 1799 and assumed the position of First Consul. In 1804, he was already proclaimed emperor. Napoleon significantly increased the territory of his empire, making most of the countries of Western and Central Europe become dependent on France. Just ten years later, in 1814, he abdicated. He returned in 1815, but almost immediately, after the defeat at Waterloo, he was exiled to St. Helena.
According to some historians, Napoleon made his deal with the devil in 1799 in Egypt, becoming a fan of the cult of the ancient Egyptian god of evil Set. It was his gigantic statue that Napoleon brought to Paris from the Egyptian campaign. According to legend, this statue opened the path to unlimited power for its owner. It is especially interesting that during the war of 1812, on the day when the French troops entered Moscow, the statue was transported along the Seine and she drowned. Since then, luck has turned its back on the emperor.
Johann Georg Faust
A famous German doctor and warlock who lived in the first half of the 16th century. It was his legendary biography that became the basis of numerous works of European literature, including the most famous Goethe tragedy of the same name.
As the legend says, Faust always dreamed of a life that would consist only of pleasures. It was this desire that served as the impetus for the beginning of studies in the occult sciences, with the help of which he called the evil spirit. They entered into an agreement according to which the devil pledged to serve Faust for 24 years in exchange for his soul. However, after 16 years of endless intoxication, fun and sodomy, Faust bitterly regretted his decision and wished to break the contract. Of course, he did not succeed, and the evil spirit, not wanting to let go of his prisoner just like that, brutally dealt with him.
Niccolo Paganini
Paganini passionately loved music from an early age. He learned to play the violin when he was 5 years old. The father - the owner of a mandolin shop, noticing that his son had talent, began to intensively teach him music. Just a few years later, the playing of little Niccolo impressed professional musicians so much that they simply refused to teach him - there was nothing left. Then, to improve his skills, Paganini invented and performed complex musical constructions. This led to the fact that for many years there was not a single musician capable of playing his works. Paganini performed his music only himself.
One of the most famous works Paganini is the "Dance of the Witches". It was it that gave birth to rumors that in order to possess such a virtuoso technique of playing the violin, the musician entered into an agreement with evil spirits. Contributed to this and not the usual appearance of the musician, which was popularly called "Mephistopheles". The poet Heinrich Heine describes his meeting with Paganini as follows: “He was wearing a dark gray overcoat to the toes, which made his figure seem very tall. Long black hair fell in tangled curls over his shoulders and, like a dark frame, surrounded his pale, dead face, on which genius and suffering left their indelible mark.
Theophilus of Adan
The life of St. Theophilus of Antioch is considered the first official mention of a deal with the devil in history. It happened in the VI century AD. Archdeacon Theophilus was unanimously elected Bishop of Adana, but out of humility the holy father renounced his priesthood. Another priest was appointed to the position, who, seeing Theophilus as a dangerous competitor, began to oppress him in every possible way. Throwing away his former humility, the famous theologian decided to find a warlock who would arrange a meeting with Satan for him. As a result, the meeting took place. The devil, in exchange for Theophilus receiving the post of bishop, asked him to renounce Jesus and the Mother of God, signing the corresponding contract with blood.
The deal was concluded, but soon Theophilus began to be tormented by remorse. He prayed and fasted for 40 days, after which the Mother of God appeared to him, who promised to intercede for him before God. After another 30 days of fasting, Theophilus again saw the Mother of God, who informed him that all his sins were forgiven him. But Satan was not going to give up just like that. Three days later, Theophilus, waking up in the morning, found the same contract on his chest as a reminder that the deal was still in force. Without thinking twice, he took the contract to the former bishop, whose place he took, and repented of his deeds. The bishop acted radically - he took and burned the contract, thereby annulling it.
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When the black streak in my life dragged on, I sobbed at night and shouted: “Lord, for what?!” I was ready to sell my soul, if only everything would work out. My parents were believers, I was brought up the same way. I never deceived anyone, did not steal even a penny, did not appropriate someone else's even in my thoughts. She went down the aisle as an innocent girl, gave birth to two sons.
Everything was going well until 15 years later my husband was out of a job. Two loans hung on us, banks threatened to describe the property. My husband was beaten by some scumbags, in addition to fractures, he received a severe heart attack. The sons began to be impudent, studied poorly, disappeared in the yard, in not the most the best company. When I had nothing to buy my husband the necessary medicines, I went to the director of our company and asked for financial assistance. Then he locked the door and started pestering me. I refused. He warned: “Think carefully. You will become my mistress or you will receive such a record in the labor that you will not be able to get a job even as a scrubber! I ran home completely crushed...
Soul can be sold...
Suddenly, a car came flying around the corner, lightly touched me and knocked me off my feet. A woman rushed to me and offered to take me to the doctor. I waved it off and just cried non-stop. The woman called herself Anna and offered to take him to her. No one cared about me for so long that I completely fell apart and obediently climbed into the salon. Anna's apartment was amazing - a chic loft with access to the roof.
Anna put her arm around my shoulders and said, “Explain to me, atheist, why do you love your God so much? You are poor and unhappy. And not sinless, whatever one may say. If the soul goes to hell for any sin, then what is the meaning of a righteous life? Other people enjoy all the benefits. Here, look, - Anna turned the laptop screen to me. - Sites where officially registered firms buy souls or give loans secured by them. And no one died from it. But there is a better option. Sell your soul to the devil. A contract with the devil for money is for life. I nodded, "You're right. If I knew how to exchange my soul for a lifetime of wealth, I wouldn’t hesitate for a minute!” Anna handed me a glass of wine: "I know"...
After returning home, I began to collect everything that had to do with the church. Books, postcards, icons, candles, protective rings flew into the box. Before the main ritual, I should have read prayers to the devil and church prayers backwards for 21 days before the main ritual. I started right now. The night turned into a storm, the weather matched my inner state. There was no one in the apartment. The children went to their grandmother, the summer holidays had just begun. The husband was in the hospital. Suddenly, an old tree that was growing under the window bent and hit the glass with its branches. There was a ringing sound, fragments fell down at my feet. I cut my foot, slipped to keep my balance, grabbed the top of the sideboard and moved it.
A corner of paper appeared from under the top cabinet. I pulled on it and pulled out a lottery ticket and a newspaper. It was a big win. When we bought this apartment with a bank loan, the apartment was sold furnished. The former owner bequeathed the square to her companion. She left and put the apartment up for auction. I became numb. How is it? Why didn’t prayers help me get out of poverty, why didn’t anything point to the treasure that was within the reach of an outstretched hand? But it was enough to appeal to the devil - and here it is, help!
I looked for a date - there were two days left before the end of receiving the winnings. I went to the central office of the prize-giving company. Then - to the bank. Partially repaid the loan. I brought all the medicines for my husband, paid for the operation, which had to be waited for an unacceptably long time. And for the money - at least this minute. I bought tablets for my sons. I caught a taxi, loaded up with food and went to my mother, where the boys were resting. The children looked at the tablet computers as if spellbound.
Mom asked where such abundance came from. I honestly answered that I had won the lottery, but did not specify where the ticket came from. And she asked me not to tell anyone about it. The case when one woman won a large sum, and her fellow villagers threatened to kill her because she became rich, when they remained poor, I remembered - all the local newspapers were trumpeting about it. Mom agreed. Our village house was filled with icons and smelled of wax and incense. I got sick. I said I was in a hurry to work and left.
Oh no, I was not afraid of golden domes and crosses on them. Probably, my condition was affected by the stress experienced during just a day. From thoughts of suicide that began to slip, I, hungry and hunted, suddenly became the owner of several million. I went to work to write a letter of resignation. My office buzzed with alarm. As it turned out, the director was arrested for taking a bribe on an especially large scale. I tore up the application and asked for emergency leave to care for my husband. They let me go.
Signed a pact with the devil
Three weeks later, on a full moon, I drew up and signed a pact with the devil. I will not describe how it happens. Nowadays there are different ways. As already mentioned, the soul can be sold even on the Internet. How to conduct the ritual, Anna suggested to me. I made a condition - lifelong well-being in exchange for a soul, I wrote the text in blood, I signed it with it. She set fire to the paper from the flame of a black candle, broke her pectoral cross. I no longer believed in the omnipotence of God. And the sky didn't collapse. The devils did not drag me into a boiling cauldron. In the end what happened? No one has seen the soul. Why should I blindly believe in something without being able to compare? Only because my parents put me before the fact that I am an Orthodox Christian? But now I was able to compare and choose, and already saw the result.
The next day at work, I was invited to the board of directors and offered to head our branch. I agreed. Education, seniority and experience, as well as my well-known adherence to principles and piety, played a big role in choosing a candidate who they did not want to take from outside. I was respected in the team, I knew all the employees. But they didn't know that I had changed. I remembered everything. And I firmly learned the lesson: when I felt bad, no one cared before. I humiliated myself, asked for a loan, but everyone had excuses. My husband was writhing in pain in an antediluvian hospital bed, my kids went to sleep hungry, I plowed for three, but who cared?
The husband and children somehow were not at all surprised at the abolition of Orthodoxy in the family. My husband was only concerned about his health, and I understood him. The sons were glad that they didn't have to go to church, but that they could play online. When my mother came to visit, I answered that I was allergic to smells, and I gave books and utensils to those in need of the word of God more than I did. And God is not in show, but in us. All in all, I didn't lie. The box from the garbage heap disappeared almost immediately, it really came in handy for someone. Since that day my life has changed. Money stuck to his hands, they themselves jumped into the wallet. I was lucky in the lotteries, I was promoted, I received bonuses and concluded the most profitable contracts. Money made it possible to travel. The sons did not know the refusal of anything, and after graduating from school they left to study abroad, to the best universities in the world.
Selling my soul, I sold my feelings
Everything would be wonderful if not for one thing - I did not feel happy. I didn't have any feelings at all. She ate deliciously, slept softly, rested in five-star hotels in the most expensive resorts. And it was as if she was watching a boring movie that cannot be turned off, because there is no other and never will be. The husband was treated and obsessed with his own health and safety. He did not leave the house anywhere, demanding for himself the most expensive medicines and organic products at unimaginable prices.
I could easily pay for all this, but I hinted that he could work from home. The husband in response shouted that I was obliged to support him, and it was not for me to teach him how to live. He doesn't ask where I get so much money from. And if I bother him, he'll turn me in to the feds and I'll spend the rest of my life in jail. I tried to appeal to his logic: if they put me in prison, what will he live on? Later I realized that he was ill. Concussion, other injuries, surgeries, drugs for the brain did not go unnoticed. He was captured by various phobias and did not want to admit it, blaming me for all his troubles.
Once I accidentally overheard the conversation of my sons, who, after the end of the communication session, badly pressed the button to turn off the video chat. My boys were discussing a way to get more money out of me. They were worried about what would happen if I accidentally died. Where are the main accounts? Who inherits them? Do I have a will? And they do not want to wait for my death, they want to bathe in pleasures now. I switched off. I sat over the slammed lid of the computer and cried ...
Since I sold my soul, not only the prices that I paid for things and products have changed. If at first I enjoyed tight packs of bills, then this euphoria quickly evaporated. I stopped trusting everyone. Relationships with parents faded away. They talked about God, I was sick of their naivety. The husband went crazy. The sons were only interested in money. No one asked me how I feel, what I want, what I dream about. Nobody gave me gifts. Why, I myself could buy everything I want. In addition to these troubles, importunate relatives, whom I had never heard of before, showed up. They asked me for money.
Consequences of the deal
Relations with the family deteriorated completely. I left my husband. Rather, she persuaded him to move to a private sanatorium, where nothing would threaten his health. So that he would not be afraid to be on the street, she paid for his stay there for twenty years in advance. She opened accounts in the names of her sons. I stopped going to my parents, just transferred them the agreed amounts and paid for the au pair and the nurse. An agreement with the devil is always drawn up in such a way that if it is violated, the person dies. I didn't mean to break anything. I was not drawn to church. And I wanted to die just as in those days when I was a beggar.
The trouble is, the thought of death didn't frighten me. Having sold my soul, I sold my feelings. I went to Anna to find out why. It turned out that she did not live there. And, as the guard at the entrance to the elite quarter said, she never lived. Anna has never been seen. I gave up suicidal thoughts. Whether there is heaven and hell, whether there is God and the devil, I will find out later. But she did not add one of the gravest sins to the existing guilt ...