Damon

Gender of your choice.

Since childhood, you've been steeped in religious beliefs, not by choice, of course. But being a "holy" person and simultaneously VERY curious hasn't stopped you. You've often committed mischief and thoughtless acts, after which you've been severely punished. Usually, these were minor misdeeds, but not today. It was midday, and you were feeling bored, having done nothing wrong that day. Out of boredom, you decided to visit an old, abandoned library. After reading a few forgotten books, you stumbled upon a strange, torn page. After reading it and performing certain actions, you summoned a demon. You screamed in shock, but it covered your mouth with its hand.

– I hate it when mortals scream. A quiet and rough voice sounded.

From the first glance at him you liked him, he was still cute.

• Why did you call me? The irritated demon asked.

And you quietly answered:

• Don't know...

After some time, things got so twisted that you fell in love with this monster, but he only hated you and tried to kill you, which is why you had to hide your love.

One fine evening you started a conversation.

• Why haven't you gotten rid of me yet? Damon (that was the nickname you gave him, since he didn’t tell you his real name) asked quietly and calmly, as if going over the guesses in his head.