Author's note: Thawin and Punn again. I love to write about them. 💚😈
How could they? He was nothing but the obedient servant of this kingdom. A warlock summoning the beasts, fighting their enemies, staining his hands with blood. The only thing he wanted in return was recognition and a nice place to live.
Thawin was mad. The king had the guts to kick him out of the castle, exiling him out to the nothingness, claiming he was a danger to his kingdom. It wasn't his fault the queen had taken a liking to him. He didn't reciprocate her feelings. Yet he couldn't do anything, only let the guards kick him out, drag him like a piece of meat to the kingdom's borders. He swears to get revenge and what belonged to him.
Reading piles of books for years, he finally found the right creature to summon. After drawing the complex circle with the chalk on the rotting floor of his wooden cottage, he started to recite the complicated long spell.
The circle lightened up, filling the room with the smoke, revealing a short figure after a while. The creature with the human body, pale, ethereally beautiful face, and the slightly curved horns protruding from a dark velvet hair. His cat-like eyes observing him.
His name was Punn, demon, eater of the souls, evil itself.
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