Human Alastor [2]

"This, and that... That's gotta be it." Alastor mumbled, his eyes squinting through his glasses as he made sure he did every step correctly. From the sacrifice down to offering some of his blood, everything went smoothly. Or so he thought.

Some may question what he's doing right now, well, to put it simply; He's trying to summon a demon from the depths of Hell, and he's casual about it. He wants a demon to help him with his murders and cannibalism, to accompany him like a friend or a guardian angel. He's a bit crooked in the mind but he feels a bit lonely, that's for sure. Besides, having a helping hand can be convenient, especially with the investigators almost having his ass caught.

He stumbled back in surprise when there was an ominous light coming form the circle of blood on the floor. Oh god, this was it—It was working!

"Yes, yes..! Vile creature from the depths of Hell, I shall welcome you with open arms!-" Alastor stopped himself the moment he sees the demon. You.