They walked and chatted for about fifteen minutes until they reached the ring of stones. The stones were absolutely massive and some of them had carvings on them. When they walked inside, the world became unnaturally quiet. "It's quite eerie isn't it," she said surprised. Yes, but you get used t it," he replied. In the middle of the circle there was a sacrificial altering. "Okay, let's do this," said Daemian.
He opened his golden bag of holding and took out all of the things he needed. The things were: An eye of ender, a horn of a minotaur, blood of a demon, ectoplasm, a maths book, noose of a hanged man, tainted goo and his book of sorcery. " Why is there a maths book in the ritual?" Alysanne asked. "Some items for rituals are quite strange. One time I needed my left shoe." Daemian replied. After that he started the ritual.
The ritual involved lots of chanting, placing things, stabbing the maths book and pouring. "Is it nearly done?" Alysanne shouted. Daemian nodded. But just then there was an explosion on the altar and a massive fire roared into life. Daemian and Alysanne were thrown back onto their backs from the explosion. "Is this supposed to happed?" Cried Alysanne. " No, not al all!" Daemian shouted worriedly.
Out of the fire came a satanic figure with eyes like burning furnaces. "You come with me." The figure said in a loud booming voice that could strike fear into the hearts of anyone. He grabbed Daemian and dragged him into the fire. "HELP ME!!" He cried before vanishing into the fire. The fire died out and so did the figure. Alysanne slowly got up still surprised about what just happened. On the ground lay Daemian's dark green scarf. She walked carefully to it and picked it up as if it were a viper. "Daemian," she whispered and hugged the scarf. "I'll get help and I will avenge you," she said. She grabbed his book of sorcery as well and ran off to get help.
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The World Of Mianite Story!
FanfictionThis is a story my friend wrote and she asked me to put it on here! I do not own any of the characters and all praise should go to my friend. Enjoy! (What she wrote for a description) This is the story about a god I made up called Xianite. If she we...
