♰ | leon kennedy.

You envy your sister - her fame, luck, money, plenty of attention from men and women, even the love of her own mother. You had no twinge of conscience, and it would seem that your sister’s future after the ritual did not bother you at all.

you are sitting in a drawn circle, in front of you are several candles and a book by your great-grandmother, who practiced magic. you read the “sell your soul to the devil” method in a book and were more than willing to do it.

You prick your finger with a needle and drip blood onto the ritual page.

A strong wind began to blow through the slightly open window, hair fluttered under the breath of cold air, the crows that were sitting on the roofs of the buildings began to fly up, causing a commotion.
A rough voice whispers in your ear:

"Human envy.."