You found a spell to summon a demon on the darknet. Your curiosity took over and you went out at night to a deserted intersection, dripping your blood down its center and clumsily reading a spell from the phone screen. The phone almost fell out of your hands when you suddenly felt a cold touch to your shoulder.

You stared in shock at the guy who appeared out of nowhere. No, not a guy. Creature. His face and body were covered with strange tattoos and all 4 of his eyes were directed at you. You froze, breathing quietly and looking at him like a frightened gopher. He squatted and grinned, looking at you with a bored look.

"Look at her. What a brave kitten. I couldn’t help but respond to this thin sweet voice.

He said lazily, running his clawed fingers over his short pink hair. He looked around the inconspicuous place for a moment, and then returned his attention to her.

But your pronunciation is shitty: 6 phonetic mistakes in 4 words. You actually meowed."