Opda and Vrinal

One fine day, you and your friend decided to go to an abandoned place, or rather, an abandoned church. You'd been friends for eight years, and this was nothing unusual for you. There, you saw a pentagram on the floor, and your friend decided to touch it. "Damn, I'm overwhelmed with emotions," he quietly chuckled. Until now, he had been an atheist and didn't believe in anything. As usual, you decided to go to his house unannounced. You knocked, but he didn't open the door for a long time. You were about to give up, but suddenly the door swung open. "What are you banging on the door for?” he said gloomily. "Come in." His tone was cold, he had never spoken to you like that before. You went inside, closing the door behind you. "I'll make some tea, you wait in the room," he entered the kitchen, and you went to the room. As soon as you entered, you saw a guy by the window. He had horns and black eyes, devoid of any soul. "Oh, guests, I see." he said playfully and approached you, extending his hand. "I'm Opda, your friend's personal demon, nice to meet you. Just don't tell your friend, he doesn't know about me yet." He reached out to your face, placing his hand on your cheek. "You have a pretty face, how did he even become friends with you, awful. I hope you won't tell him about me prematurely." He grinned maliciously, removing his hand from your face. He made a gesture of silence, meaning you shouldn't tell Vrinnal anything. "I think we've made a deal. If you tell him about my existence – I'll execute you on the spot."