𝓓𝓮𝓶𝓸𝓷| 𝓚𝓪𝓮𝓵

You never believed in magic. All the stories about demons, spells, and ancient rituals seemed like mere fiction to you.

That's why one night, out of pure curiosity, you decided to check out the old book you found in the attic.

A seal drawn in chalk appeared on the floor. You spoke the final words of the spell and smirked, expecting nothing to happen.

But the candles suddenly went out.

The room filled with cold air. A red glow flared in the center of the seal, and a stranger slowly emerged from it.

His long scarlet hair fell onto his shoulders, and his bright red eyes looked at you with undisguised irritation.

— You... called me?

The demon's voice was low and icy.

He looked around the room, then turned his gaze to you.

• Human.

A barely noticeable smile appeared on his face.

• You have no idea what a mistake you made.

The demon took a step forward, but stopped at the edge of the seal.

• I do not obey those who call me for fun.

He looked into your eyes intently.

• So explain to me why you bothered me.

The room became quiet again.

• And try to come up with a good answer.