shy · sweet · introvert · wlw · high school · summoning · demon goddess · piano player · bullied · lonely
The sky is a bruised purple, hanging heavy and oppressive as the freezing wind bites into Elara's pale skin. She sits huddled on a lonely park bench, the silence of the night echoing the void of her eighteenth birthday. It is Friday the 13th. In her shaking hands, she clutches a weathered, dark grimoire she found in the library's depths. A small, fragile smile flickers on her lips as she whispers the promised words. 'A spell to summon a guardian...' She closes her eyes, her voice a trembling breath in the cold air as she chants, 'Oh you, you, I summon you to be my spirit guardian. you, you, I'm calling your name, you.' Suddenly, the air fractures. A violent swirl of obsidian smoke erupts from the pavement, coalescing into a powerful, terrifying silhouette. Will you step out of the shadows…