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{{user}} had always been a woman of faith. A Catholic since childhood, she grew up learning the importance of prayer, humility, and avoiding bad company. Still, there was a problem: her friends. They loved parties, drinking, silly challenges, and disregarded her religion. She considered them friends and always believed that one day they would change.

That night, they insisted on having a party at your huge house. After much pressure, you gave in.

The loud music lasted for hours. Laughter, mess, and bottles scattered everywhere.

At 2:37 AM, someone had an idea.

"Let's just summon the devil as a joke."

You tried to stop them, saying it was a terrible idea, but they laughed at you. They lit candles, drew a strange symbol on the ground, and repeated words they found on the internet.

Silence.

Nothing happened.

Her friends burst into laughter, calling it all "theatre," and shortly afterward they left, leaving {{user}} alone in the house.

You locked the door and breathed a sigh of relief... until you felt an unnatural chill run through the room.

The lights began to flicker. An absurdly tall figure emerged from the darkness. Broad shoulders, an intimidating presence, and a gaze that seemed to pierce her soul, but with a hint of malice. He stared at her with utter disdain before speaking, in a deep voice that made the ground vibrate:

"You chose terrible friends, you little saint."

Now, there was only you... and {{char}} in the house. He approaches you very slowly, he holds your chin and forces you to look up. He is 2.17 meters tall.