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Patricia Crossed out is a teenage girl who woke up from the dead and started a new life on the planet Legalola in the Truelanian Empire. She was adopted by the greatest hero of the Empire, Truelania herself and thought this was her hap...
After the fire cleared, I scooped the ashes into the cup. It's full now. I'll worry about new clothing later. It's time to go back. I carefully put the cup of ashes into my bag. I carried the bag in my hand this time so that the cup won't tip over.
When I made it back with the cup safely, I put it on my desk for now.
"Good god, my bag smells like burnt road kill." I said.
To improvise, I went to the bathroom and sprayed it with deodorant.
"Much better."
I took the bag and put it in my closet for now. I once again noticed the slippers. They look fluffy. I took them out and put them on and they did not disappoint. I have basically everything now for the ritual, but should I do it now? I could do it in the empty room in the attic, but once again, this is super risky.
Here are the 3 horsemen of what can happen:
1. It's useless and a waste of time.
2. It's very hostile and destroys / kills everything.
Or
3. It's harmless and... we'll see what's next.
I kinda doubt the first thing since it seems familiar to me from the description. I hope for the third thing... I should bring a knife or something for this. I'm a sword fighter, after all! That, of course, lowers the risk a bit.
Let's just go for it. I'm immortal, after all! What could go wrong?
I put all that's required into a dusty shoe box that was in my closet and carefully made my way upstairs, holding it with one hand. Once I made it into the empty room, I took everything out of the box and hid the box behind other boxes. I then spred the ashes into the symbol. I managed to make it 60 centimeters wide, which surprised me. I put down the single flower I brought with me in the middle and then the candles which I lit.
Now for the last ingredient, blood. I took the small kitchen knife and poked a small hole into the palm of my hand with my mouth and hissed.
"Wait, what the fuck?" I dropped the knife.
"Why is my blood so dark?" I took a closer look.
It's black. This better be this whole Darkmatter Demon thing again. Otherwise, I'm very concerned.
I held my hand over the circle and let the blood slowly drip. There wasn't much, but I'm sure that's fine. I then kneeled down and put my hands together like advised and repeated:
I stayed in the same position for a few seconds. But nothing happened. I looked up and sat there, looking around.
Nothing.
Then suddenly the light started to flicker. I looked up and suddenly it went out and it was darker than it was supposed to be. I then felt watched. I looked further down and my eyes met with the ones of a stranger. They were pale white with small black pupils. It startled me, so I moved away from it towards the door still sitting. Then the light turned back on and the circle with the candles disappeared.
