Stupid Devil (boyxboy)
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When there was nothing left for Damon Morpheus to live for but he didn't want to give in to his inner demons, he stumbled upon a weird fancy circle on an old piece of paper detailed precisely. He began to research what it was only to find out that it was an ancient summoning circle that dated back from centuries ago.
Now, he doesn't believe in such nonesense and he should have left it as it is. He didn't even know what he would summon if it was even true.
But his life was already f*cked up to the point of breaking, what's the loss?
And so, he did the most idiotic thing in the world and figured out how to exactly summon whatever was in that thing in an exchange for simple a hug, a minor bodily contact just to keep him going.
When he thought that life wasn't worth living anymore, his life was flipped upside down by Ares, a who-knows-what drop dead gorgeous being. He got his hug, but he's got a demon on his tail.
He knew he was f*cked up. Or was it the good kind of f*cked up?
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