The Cobra King's Return

The Demonos Cobra and Peti's wealth

Is Peti going to be a hero or anti hero?

Exhausted by the whirlwind of emotions and decisions, Peti eventually drifted off to sleep, hoping rest would clear his mind. The next morning, he awoke to find an unexpected mail waiting for him under the door someone slid through it.

Curious, Peti opened the envelope and began to read. It was an invitation from a group called the Demon's Childs. The letter described them as a demon-summoning group, featuring hooded figures gathered around a witch star circle. They confessed that they couldn't grant wishes because the demon they sought refused to speak to them, or perhaps they were simply too afraid of him.

Intrigued, Peti couldn't help but grin and smile to himself. The idea of exploring this mysterious group sparked a sense of curiosity and excitement that he hadn't felt in a long time.

"Well, this is interesting. I could learn some black magic too or wish for something I really want" he muttered under his breath, the corners of his mouth curling into a sly smile. He tucked the letter into his pocket, his mind already racing with possibilities.

As he stood up and stretched, he felt a renewed sense of purpose. This unexpected twist might be just what he needed to find clarity about his path. Whether it led him closer to being a hero or down a different road entirely, he was ready to face whatever lay ahead. With a final glance at the ocean view, Peti prepared to embark on this new adventure, eager to uncover the secrets the Demon's Childs held.

Peti stepped into the shower, letting the cold water wash away his lingering frustration and clear his mind. Refreshed and focused, he dressed in a black satanist hoodie, blending into the dark, enigmatic world he was about to enter. With a deep breath, he activated his teleportation device, disappearing from his room and reappearing at the meeting place of the Demon's Childs.The air was thick with the smell of fresh blood, and darkness enveloped the room, save for the flickering candles arranged in a witch star circle. Hooded figures stood silently around the circle, their faces obscured by shadows.

The atmosphere was heavy with anticipation and a hint of fear.The leader, a tall figure with a commanding presence, stepped forward. "Welcome, Peti," he told. "I am the leader of the Demon's Childs. We have summoned you here to witness our attempt to communicate with the demon. We want to see if you can do something against it."

Peti nodded, a smirk playing on his lips. "You guys are shitty pants," he scoffed, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "A demon? Like he ever does something. He can't leave the circle because of the salt. C'mon guys!"

The leader's eyes flashed with anger at Peti's mockery. "You dare to mock our rituals?" he retorted sharply. "You have no idea the power we are dealing with. If you think it's so trivial, why don't you step into the circle and face the demon yourself?"

Peti's grin widened, a glint of defiance in his eyes. "Alright, I'll play along," he said, stepping closer to the circle. "Let's see what this so-called demon can do."

The hooded figures began chanting in a low, rhythmic tone, their voices blending into an eerie harmony. The candles flames flickered and grew, casting long, sinister shadows on the walls. The air around the circle seemed to thrum with a dark energy as the ritual progressed.Peti stood at the edge of the circle, his confidence unshaken. He watched intently, waiting for the demon to make its appearance, ready to confront whatever emerged from the darkness.

Peti felt the heat intensify and the dark energy pulse around him, but he remained unafraid. He could see the nervousness in the eyes of the hooded figures as they chanted their incantations. Their fear and concern were almost palpable, contrasting sharply with Peti's calm demeanor.Scoffing at their apprehension,