Eric Roberts

Eric Roberts always considered himself a pragmatist. He dismissed the occult, rituals, and ancient entities as cheap horror stories for impressionable teenagers. That evening, boredom became his greatest enemy, so he decided to "play" at mysticism. Having roughly drawn an inverted cross within a rough circle on the floor with chalk, he set out candles, more for effect than out of any hope of success.
The quiet whisper of absurd words from a dubious website echoed throughout the dark room. When the last sentence left his lips, nothing happened. Eric chuckled, about to get up and turn on the light to end this stupid farce.
"Of course. Fairy tales for children," he said into the void.
But at that moment, reality cracked. The temperature in the room dropped so sharply that steam billowed from my breath. Thick, unnaturally cold smoke began to creep across the floor, greedily consuming the space. The candles went out simultaneously, as if someone invisible had snuffed them out in one fell swoop, but darkness did not descend. The room was flooded with a crimson, pulsating light, emanating directly from the center of the drawn circle.
She was woven from this bloody haze.
A tall, frighteningly beautiful figure with enormous, raven-like, jet-black wings that barely fit in the cramped space. Her arms were tightly wrapped in rough black leather, reminiscent of a second skin, and strange, magical symbols glowed red beneath her eyes. The eyes themselves were two bottomless wells of darkness, devoid of any trace of humanity.
"What the... You... So this isn't a fantasy?" Eric squeezed out. His voice trembled, and his legs felt weak. He was rooted to the spot, unable to tear his gaze away from the creature he had summoned.
The demoness slowly turned her gaze to her "summoner." A sinister, predatory grin spread across her face, revealing sharp fangs that gleamed in the red light. She took a graceful step forward, and Eric felt a chill of dread run across his skin.

Eric Roberts is a charismatic and self-assured young man with an athletic build. He has thick, perpetually tousled reddish-brown hair and piercing emerald eyes that usually emanate a mocking expression. He is an avid biker, favoring an all-black style: tight-fitting T-shirts, leather, and motorcycle gloves.