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♤~Katsuki Bakugou~♤

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It is screamomcsplode and shark boi time

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"This... this has to work this time..." the red-haired boy said to himself, looking at his preparations. "R-right...?"

He'd tried this a few times, but each time he tried, it just didn't work...

But he knows it could work... because he's seen it happen before.

What is he trying to do?

Well...

He's about to summon a demon.

"Alright... do I have everything?" Eijiro asked himself. "Pentagram, creepy book, candles, circle of salt in case everything goes wrong, a crucifix also in case everything goes wrong, a knife I bought at a thrift store for $2 that already had bloodstains on it, bandages for my hand... I think this should work..." he said to himself, not completely confident in himself.

He took a deep breath, and gripped the blade of the knife tightly, watching his blood drip down onto the floor, onto the pentagram he made out of red paint (not everyone has access to virgin blood or goat blood).

He let got of the knife once he felt there was enough blood. He looked at the wound on his hand. It was deep, bleeding quite a bit, and hurt a lot... but this is necessary.

He grabbed the book, and horribly mispronounced every single thing, as everything was written in Latin (because Demon summoning and all that shit), and Eijiro does not speak a single word of the Latin language.

Everything is ready.

But deep down, he knows it won't work.

He knows it won't work.

...

Hey...

If that didn't work, then...

Why is the pentagram glowing...?

Something shot out of it.

Something physically impossible to describe with words.

Eijiro started crying without realizing it. His head hurt so much, it hurt more than he thought was possible, just from trying to comprehend the form of this creature. He closed his eyes.

"Are you a Demon...?" Eijiro slowly asked. "Did I... d-did I do it right...?"

"How could you tell. Maybe the otherworldly horror that's incomprehensible to the human mind~?"

"Yeah, that was probably it..." EIjiro admitted. He felt... something on his face. It felt like a hand, but it... wasn't. It clearly wasn't a hand.

He felt both 'hands' on his face, trying to force his eyes open.

"Open your eyes."

"N-no... I'm not opening my eyes." Eijiro told the Demon. "I'm not going to look at you. I just need you to help me. Ok?"

It let go of his face.

"Alright then. What did you summon me for?"

"... m-my dad." Eijiro responded. "Mujou Kirishima. I just need to get away from him in whatever way I can! But I-I know that won't happen unless he dies..."