“Father Satan, I declare from my heart all the love I have for you. Whenever, I feel restless or insecure I look for you and immense peace consumes me, you give me an immeasurable security. I need you to walk and stand firm on the path of life. Difficulties sometimes prevent me from worshiping you the way I should be, but when I seek you and feel your presence, I feel strong to carry on. Remain the strong person I’ve become in your presence. I need you in my life wonderful father, I need to be flooded by that light and that love. For your protection. I know you are with me at all times. Thanks to my father–Satan for all you give me. I am saved, blessed in the name Satan.”
“Is that a spell? Or a prayer?” mumbled Dev in her heart. The woman said it excitedly.
Dev tilted her head slightly, so she could see the mysterious woman clearly and her curiosity was finally answered. The woman is not alone but with a man. The distinctive aroma that spreads signifies their love that has just ended.
However, it seems that their love did not end well. This was clearly seen in the expression on the man’s face. The man wrapped in black cloth around his waist rose from the haystack in anger. His big hand gripped the woman who had her back to him roughly.
“Are you a demon worshiper?” he asked then.
“Yes!”
“Damn you!” The tall man cursed. Of course because it was a shocking confession to the ears that heard it. Dev is no exception.
“You’re disgusting, Bitch! I’ll send you to hell!” The man twisted his girlfriend’s hands behind her back. Conditions that made the pot that the woman was holding fell down so that some sperm fluid that was accommodated in it became splattered.
“Before you do that, I will first kill you!” With a quick movement, the woman in white broke free and took out a small sickle from her underwear.
No need to wait a long time, the sickle planted in the man’s bare stomach area has made him helpless. His sixpack stomach was covered in blood, and he died with his mouth hanging open.
“Hail satan!” The beautiful woman grinned triumphantly.
After cleaning up the corpse of the man she was fond of, the black-haired woman picked up the fallen pot, then put on a red robe and prepared a wooden stick and red candle. Dev immediately hides when the woman takes a step towards the place where she finds the ritual paraphernalia.
Dev focuses her sense of sight well on the robed human. Someone she suspected was a woman from a foreign country was sprinkling salt on the floor following the pattern formed, then looking left and right as if looking for something. When she didn’t get it, the slender woman there took out a parchment and knife from inside the robe. The knife was used to squeeze the blood from her index finger. From that blood, the sigil was painted and placed on a triangle. Next, she placed a candle at each point of the triangle and lit it.
When everything was done, the woman placed herself in the circle. Dev is still listening in astonishment at her hiding place. The sigil made by the woman was exactly the same as the sigil she took from the same place. Silence, Dev felt an extraordinary sensation that sent chills down her body. An energy began to spread throughout the corner. Especially, when she said something she couldn’t understand.
“In nomine Dei Nostri Satanas Luciferi Excelci. Em nome do demônio todo-poderoso, Senhor do mundo, rei do inferno, antiga serpente, pai de todos os espíritos rebeldes, príncipe das trevas e príncipe da vida, Eu conhor da terra vida. grande corrente vermelha da energia infernal da paixão, luxúria, amor cujo nome é rei Asmodeus – rei da luxúria. Ouça-me e lembre-se! Eu te chamo de grande rei Asmodeus. Venha a mim e manifeste meu desejo. Vamos, Asmodeu! Eu estou te ligando. Venha, eu te chamo, Asmodeus. Do poço sem limites, eu chamo você, Asmodeus.” There was a moment of silence, then the woman continued to move her tongue.
“Ayer avage aloren Asmodeus aken.” The words kept buzzing in the silence. Unusual wording that can make Dev feel an invisible power.
After being patient for a long time, a smoke rose from the triangular hole. Inside it appears the exact same creature as the one that came to Dev some time ago. Dev is stunned. She couldn’t help, but stare at everything. Didn’t think that the devil really existed.
From a few meters away, Dev saw the next scene.
“O, King of darkness–Asmodeus, accept my worship to you for having come to fulfill my sumon.” The woman bent under Asmodeus’ feet like a child prostrating to kiss the feet of her parents.
“My power covers the heavens and the earth. I am the ruler of hell, granting every human request that meets the requirements.” Asmodeus said cheerfully. His mouth spit fire.
“Lord of the earth, thank you for the opportunity you gave. Your weak child asks for strength, eternal beauty, and eternal life. Help me take revenge on all the men who sold me and other girls under the guise of well-paid jobs.” Dev is stunned by the request she heard. However, she could only purse her lips.
“You’ll get it, poor girl. You have to take the sperm of men by having sex with them. It won’t kill them unless your power level increases. The more sperm you have the stronger and more beautiful you will become.” Beneath the cloak, a small smile tugged.
“That doesn’t matter, my king.”
“One thing you must understand, you can only have female offspring. My power binds you from generation to generation until the Day of Resurrection.”
“What if baby boys can’t be killed?” The woman with the thin chin asked in a worried tone.
“That baby will bring havoc to your descendants and those around him. He will become a demon dragon that represents my power. A part of me lives within him.” Asmodeus’ booming voice rattled Dev’s chest. Not the tone, but the explicit meaning. Swallowed froth of saliva hurts in the throat. Dev’s brain becomes slow to think.
Dev is getting more and more curious. She thought she would refuse or make an offer. However, what happened was quite surprising. The woman agreed without a second thought. Asmodeus seals the pact with the blood of the beggar. A glass of wine was given as a tribute. As a sign, the woman winced in pain. Parting the sleeves of the robe, a tattoo of a dragon with Asmodeus’ seal was painted on her slender sleeve.
“Hail King Asmodeus! Hail satan!”
“Hail satan!”
The ritual was completed after the departure of the demon lord. With good deliberation, Dev is determined to interrogate the woman. However, she suddenly felt a loss of balance. A huge shock hit the cave, knocking down the conical rocks hanging from the ceiling. Dev is buried before she can save herself. As soon as her vision became pitch black, she immediately realized in a different place.