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A Demon's Wish
Hello, my name is Zylaes'ynn Phe'rueme-Daenzs, eldest child of Infaerniûmm Aerisz-Ignísy and Friígo'rr Gellue-Signypherr. I am currently six years old, and my little brother Cleryphrosus Aytsálii-Dygit'uzs is one year old. Our family lives in the northwest region on Daemonyume, the demonic planet.
Today, I have been given the assignment to teach my little brother how to summon a familiar to travel between dimensions. I myself do not have need of one, as the firstborn of an ice demon and a fire demon (the two major types), I am naturally a Greater Demon, and not a Witch Child, like most second born. I do, however, know the spell to summon a familiar in case I need assistance in battle, or with chores.
Cleryphrosus' ceaseless chatter about choosing his first planet to conquer annoys me. He will not even be able to leave the planet for another eight years, and will have to wait six more before he will be given that assignment.
"Cler, you're not even allowed to leave the planet yet, stop looking so far ahead!" I tell him. He only gets annoyed.
"Yeah, and you only have nine years before you turn fifteen, and then you'll regret not having chosen sooner." I smiled and rolled my eyes, but my insides flipped around.
I could hardly imagine myself taking over a planet, killing and enslaving billions of innocent beings… I shuddered inside. I feared my fifteenth birthday assignment, but no one could know that. I was already considered a disgrace for being too "soft".
"Quiet down now, Cler," I said to him as we neared a large clearing in the dense afternoon forest. " We have reached a suitable training ground."
"Ugh, Zyl, you are sooo boring!" He whines as we step into the clearing, directly across from each other. He seems annoyed, but is already reciting the spell under his breath, determined to get it right.
"Alright," I start. "First things first. Your familiar is a piece of your soul, and in order to call it out, you need to look inside yourself, and coax it out."
The spell itself was fairly simple. Čito prohfe'erte stoláam aniíma intuus mïhi. But it had to be repeated exactly the same each time, and the process could become quite painful.
But my brother was now the approximate equivalent of three hundred years on most planets, and he had trained hard in chaotic magic. He would be fine.
"Now, imagine your spirit in the form of an animal that represents you. What do you see in your mind's eye?" I asked. I was curious.
"I-I see an orange tabby cat with red eyes..." He said. Interesting…
He then asked me "What's yours?" I responded with pride. "Mine is a sleek black wolf with eyes the silver of the moon. She is quite beautiful."
"Pshht. Yours is nowhere as awesome as mine." He responded smugly. I took his challenge. "Well, then, prove it"
Cleryphrosus began the chant. Repeating the verse over and over again, going faster and faster each time.
A brilliant red light began to glow inside him, while he sweated in concentration.
Čito prohfe'erte stoláam aniíma intuus mïhi. Now, the glowing red orb was getting larger, and began taking the shape of a cat.
Suddenly, the cat leaped out of my brother, and lost it's glow. My brother sighed in relief, then looked towards his familiar expectantly.
I could see now that it was exactly how Cler had decribed it. An orange tabby tom with glowing red eyes, interesting...
"Congratulations, Cler. This will be your familiar from now on. You can use this to travel between dimensions when you're older."
"Why teach me to summon my familiar when I can't even use it yet?" Cleryphrosus whined. Sometimes I forgot he was only one year old, and still acted like a little kid.
"Because you can use it, Cler. To, you know, help you with stuff, like when Magestra and Magis give you chores to do." I replied. He brightenend up at the idea.
"Wait, you mean I can just get my familiar to do the chores for me?! How epic is that!"
Suddenly, his smile disapeared, replaced by a look of horror to something behind me.
I didn't even have time to turn around. Massive claws pierced the skin on my right arm, dragging down, leaving a path of agony with the newly formed wounds.
My arm blazed with what felt like the fires of Hell.
Another set of claws grabbed the left half of my face and tore upward. Everything after that was just a blur of agony.
Nothing hurt as much as Lunar Platinum, the only thing that can truly harm a daemon. And Lunar Platinum was found on the claws of a Lampad, spirit of the Underworld.
Cler yelled something as ran towards me. I couldn't hear it, I was already half unconsious, black filling my vision.
"Run, Cler!" I managed to get these two words out before black took over my vision, and the pain swept me away..