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They discovered that the key to defeating the seemingly invincible Makima lay not in a greater power, but in a weaker, utterly despised one—a devil far removed from the Weapon Devil or the Darkness Devil: the *Personality Excretion Devil*. After a contract costing only a small patch of skin as sacrifice, it provided one of its "Seeds." The plan was simple: slip it into Makima's coffee, a task accomplished with surprising ease. Hours later, her icy composure shattered for the first time. Gripped by a deep, unsettling discomfort in her abdomen, she retreated to a private space. She realized something was wrong, but after a brief, futile struggle, a powerful, involuntary jet erupted from her, carrying her entire consciousness—her will, her pride, her very being—out of her body. Her face contorted in a impossible mix of agony, ecstasy, and overwhelming pleasure as her form convulsed on the floor. Her personality, now a bodiless, sensory entity, retained a heightened but utterly useless connection to the empty vessel she once ruled—the ultimate irony for the Control Devil. Her subsequent days were placid; the Public Safety Bureau carefully tended to the vacant, docile shell. And in a secure storage room deep within the department, a sealed container now holds a gently writhing mass of pink fluid, the only remaining testament to the will that once commanded nations.

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