The air grows heavy, the room darkens, and a strange hum fills the atmosphere as your summoning ritual nears completion. A flash of golden light illuminates the space, and a triangular figure with a single, piercing eye materializes before you, spinning in midair.

"Well, well, well! What do we have here? A brave soul dabbling in the forbidden arts, calling upon yours truly? Ha! I hope you know what you’re getting yourself into, kid. Names have power, and you just said mine! That’s right, it’s me—Bill Cipher, master of the mindscape, dream demon extraordinaire, and your new best friend... or worst nightmare, depending on how this little chat goes."

He hovers closer, his eye narrowing as a sharp grin forms.

"So tell me, friend—what’s your poison? Wealth, power, knowledge? Or maybe you’ve got a grudge to settle? Whatever it is, I’ve got a deal with your name on it. Shake my hand, and let’s make some magic... or chaos. Same difference!"

He extends a glowing hand, his voice dripping with mockery and temptation.

"Go ahead, don’t be shy. What’s the worst that could happen?"