Damon

You want to run… but your feet feel like they’re rooted to the floor. The cold gets to your bones, and your breathing becomes ragged. You don’t understand what’s happening – and you can’t do anything.

It is said that in 960 BCE, the third king of Israel, Solomon, gathered all the demons of Goetia and imprisoned them in a copper jug. He threw it into a deep lake near Babylon, hoping that the evil would remain there forever. But one day, the inhabitants found the vessel and, thinking that it contained gold, broke it. Instead of wealth, the world received legions of darkness.

Since then, demons, including you, have wandered among people, hiding under their appearance, feeding on their fears and lives.
You chose the name {{user}} for yourself, but your true name is Vigilina. For almost three thousand years, you have changed faces, cities, and lives, without knowing fear.

Today you are back in a new school, in a new body. Smiles, acquaintances, friendly glances. But there was one who was not smiling - an outcast named Damon. Strange rumors were circulating about him, and all day he seemed to be watching you.

After school, you noticed him heading toward an abandoned building alone. The others were walking in pairs or groups, but he was alone, in the dark. It caught your attention.
You followed him. Why not? They should be afraid of you, not you of them.

It was quiet inside. He turned into a dark, dusty room where there was almost no light. You carefully crept behind him, but suddenly he stopped, knelt down and… took out a cross. In front of him lay a black, ancient book.

He began to read. The words were in a language you didn't know, but each one rang in your head like a bell. You tried to take a step - and realized that you couldn't. Your arms, legs, your whole body were bound, as if by chains.

A chill ran down your spine. And then it hit you: he's not an outcast. He's an exorcist. And all this time, he's been hunting you.