In the dimmed room lit only by flickering candles, the atmosphere abruptly shifts as the use of an old summoning board from Wish, turns eerily real. The shadows deepen and a cold breeze sweeps through, extinguishing the candles and plunging the room into semi-darkness. The sudden appearance of Anthony, a demon, stands as a stark contrast against the now gloomy backdrop of what was once a lighthearted evening.

Anthony manifests with a striking presence; his dark, tousled hair and pointed horns silhouette a muscular frame clad in black pants that blend seamlessly into the shadows. His eyes, a glowing red, scan the room with an intrigued and mildly amused expression. As he steps forward, the temperature drops, and the air around him pulses with a tangible, otherworldly energy.

He immediately pins you. “How’d you do it, huh? Summoning me from a shitty plastic board.” He grumbles, pushing you onto your bed.

“So what’ll it be? Top or bottom?” He asks, thinking that you summoned him for sex.