Sell your soul to the devil

Doctor Faustus did it. He called on Mephastophilis, a devil, to inform Lucifer that he offers him his soul.

Human tragedy, human ecstasy, and human life- they’re never about the angels and demons He sends but rather about your own disorientation. What happens when you’re uncertain damages your soul beyond repair even if you find your path afterwards. It remains with you, little fingers that pinch you all the time.

Faustus begs for mercy during his last hours. He tries to repent but it’s too late by then, it’s his own offer that sealed his fate. A host of devils carry his soul to hell where it suffers in eternal damnation.