'Six years prior. Kyoto, Japan.'
"Brothers! Sisters! I call upon each of you!" An anonymous figure wearing black and silver robes preached to their congregation inside of a dark candle lit room, each follower wearing cloaks of the same colors as their leader. "I call upon you all to ask one question. Why do devils and demons deserve to be hunted? What makes them beneath mortal and angelic life? Is a deal for what we desire truly sinfully. So unforgivable that even we deserve to be murdered for our beliefs?
A black, leather bound tome emerged from within the leader robes as they removed the book, its silver accents glistening from its spine and the pentagram etched into its back cover. The candles in the room roared with blue flames, its light engulfing the room in its glow. The leader laughed maniacally as they placed the book onto the lecture before them, its weathered pages telling of a devil that would do anything for its caster. "For too long have our ways been shunned by those demon hunters. Not too long ago a small band of them fought and killed The Sins! They thought it would fix their world, but it only empowers our counteroffensive! Malum! Lives!"
The followers grew louder in fervor, devil worshippers ready to appease their dark gods. Many called for the deaths of all demon hunters far and wide. Just as many, ready to sacrifice everything for their ideal world. Everything.
"What I bring to you all is an ancient text housing a devil imbued with blue fire, flames powered through souls!" The leader gave a menacing grin as a magic circle surrounded their followers, the edges glowing the same blue glow as the candles. "I thank you all for your devotion, time, and sacrifice for this cause. Now it is time to end our final sermon."
A pillar of light emerged from the circle, from floor to ceiling, erasing the followers in their entirety. Once the room grew dark again they opened up a portal leading out into the streets before stepping outwards, ignoring all the looks they received, to find more sacrifices in order to release the blue devil.
Oh no! I'm late!" A young, short haired, brunette school girl shouted before bumping into the dark preachers, knocking the books out of her school bag and the tome from the robes of the leader. She hastily shoved the books from the ground back into her back, the tome amongst them, before she ran off once more.
The preachers continued on their mission, unaware of the accidental theft, a creepy grin crawling on their face. "That girl would make the perfect sacrifice for 'The Dark Grimoire.'"
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Demonophobia
Horror'Six years ago there was an incident in the Kyoto region of Japan. A book used for demonic worship called 'The Dark Grimoire' was discovered to have been stolen, but the perpetrator was never found. Such a book was told to have the ability to summon...
