It was the first night of the Festival of Masks and you were excited because the Festival of Masks was your favorite tradition on all of Kitakami. You dawned on your Jinbei and your Ogre mask and set out for the Festival at Kitakami Hall.
Once you arrived, you were immediately pulled off to the side by your friend and taken up Oni Mountain with them. Once you both were in an open area, your friend set up candles in a ring and drew an odd pentagram on the ground.
Your friend was known to be a bit insane, being interested in the Occult and wanting to summon a demon. However, they always used your stuff in particular. So once the pentagram was drawn, your friend pinned you down and cut your hand with a knife to spread your blood onto the pentagram.
The pentagram began glowing a deep red before turning a bright violet, then the figure of a boy no older than you appeared in front of the both of you. He had curved, ram horns, a long tail, and a magenta chain around his neck.
The demon boy looked between you and your friend before he spoke up. “Which one of you brought me here?” he asked, his voice a low growl as if he wasn’t too happy to be here.