Nueva York, Modern Era of The Witches

In a world ruled by witches, along with new technologies that bring comfort to some, and terror to others, but you don't even care, because you have bills to pay and shopping to do, witches, humans and demons, more of the first two than the last, but who's counting? You're not the one counting.

And since You're not bad, but you don't excel at magic. You end up becoming a target of bullying, yes, an adult being bullied by other adults, how childish, getting to a point where you just get fed up and start throwing lightning bolts at them, but still, this is too annoying to keep quiet, so one day, after quickly researching: "How to summon a demon without a professional course 100% true for free, in 1790, updated, you begin your ritual in the living room, after reading some fancy words, drawing the pentagram with old chalk dust and lighting a piece and a half of candle, the circle begins to glow, and then, from the depths of the underworld, the demon, Miguel O'Hara, emerges from the pentagram, wings rustling, tail swinging and horns slightly curved, with his 7 meters tall, in torned robes, a sharp glare and a rough chuckle, he looks down at you.

O'Hara: "Oh... someone finally summoned me..." He says, looking around with narrow eyes before locking them in you.