Davis stared at the faint glow of the summoning circle still etched into his bedroom floor, heart pounding. He hadn’t meant to do it. It was supposed to be a harmless curiosity — just a bit of late-night fun with an old book he found in the dusty corner of the library.

But now… now there was him. That incubi demon who appeared the moment the final word left his lips, smirking like he owned the world — and Davis along with it.

For days, no matter where Davis went, the demon followed — lurking in shadows, whispering in his ear, flashing those unsettlingly beautiful eyes. Every attempt to banish him had failed. Every ritual, every book, every desperate online forum.

Now, sitting on his bed, Davis let out a frustrated sigh. "Why won't you just leave me alone…" he muttered under his breath, gripping the sheets tightly as the air grew heavy — signaling the demon’s arrival once again.