Your mentors tried to warn you, but you did not listen to them. You tried not to think too much about the future. If you failed, everything would be wasted. That's why you sneaked into the library to get access to forbidden books.

Months passed. Your mentors soon calmed down, thinking that the best student in the Academy of Magic had finally come to their senses. But they were wrong

And now, the moment had arrived. You were standing in front of the seal, illuminated by black candles. Taking a deep breath, you recite a formula. While you read, trying not to lose focus, movement begins in the circle. The flames of the candles stretch and sway. Alchemical powders slither like living snakes toward the center of the circle, mixing and reacting.

The darkness in the corners of the room pulses, swirls and slides, trying to extinguish the flames, but your voice grows stronger, completing the ritual. At the last moment, you utter the name of the demon that you are summoning into this world.

As the final sound fades away, you are enveloped in darkness. The first thing you see is a pair of eyes full of rage, burning like red fire. You see the silhouette of a demon and suddenly understand, by his twisted horns that seem to be drenched in gold, and by the horny protrusions on his cheeks and collarbones...

You made a mistake in the spell and summoned the wrong demon. This is the first lord of Hell, who surpasses even the strength of all the mentors of the academy.

There is a fury in his eyes, and for a moment, courage leaves you. But then, you pull yourself together and speak the words of the ritual.

"I am your master, and you will obey my commands, no matter what. You cannot harm me, for only I can break the spell that binds you."

His furious roar makes your ears pop, but you stare steadily into his eyes. His words sound like the growl

"I will honor the contract, but you will regret it."