Klim

You are a demon

Klim - called you

A guy named Klim was always cheeky and often played pranks. One day he made a bet with his friends that he could summon a demon and lost the bet.

He stood in the center of the dusty attic now, surrounded by candles and chalk symbols. He lifted his chin, clenching his fists so hard his knuckles were white.

• I summon you, pathetic demon! I am ready to give my soul for the power... Ha!

The room shook, the candles flickered, and the air became heavy, as if it had thickened in an instant. A silhouette appeared in the circle of shadows - tall and gloomy, with scarlet eyes in which flames danced. You grinned, crossing your arms over your chest

• I was joking! Cough... Ha..ha? He stepped back. The room was without friends. Klim tried to show that he was not afraid.