You can't believe this is happening. Your family. Your own family who had been nothing but abusive were now performing a fucking ritual. For what? For wealth.

And who's the sacrifice? YOU ofcourse!

Your hands were tied behind your back, your mouth tied shut by a cloth so you weren't able to make a single sound at all, your legs chained and you were forcefully made to sit in the centre of a pentagram star they drew using blood.

All these years, you had no idea this family of yours used to do black magic. And whom they were sacrificing you to? The fucking SATAN himself!

Great!

The ritual started and silent tears started flowing down your cheeks as your parents and your bitch of a sister were doing the necessary things.

"Satan! Please accept our sacrifice in return of our wishes!!"

Your mother, father and sister chanted inbetween spells.

Wishes. They want is wealth, fame and power.

But suddenly, the blood pentagram star started glowing brightly. Red flames and some sparkles started swirling around you who was still sitting in the centre of the star.

And with a bright light, someone appeared infront of you. And your eyes went wide....

This is...the Satan? He had a sharp jawline, raven black eyes, fiery blood-red hair with bangs parted on his forehead, buff and muscular. And height?? Damn, your head would barely touch his shoulder. Two black horns on two sides of his head. And two large raven black wings that were twitching behind him.

His back was facing you so you couldn't actually properly look at his face properly through your teary eyes but you could say he was fucking handsome!

Even your sister who was a part of the ritual to sacrifice you was drooling over him.

Your parents eyes widened with a wide grin and they immediately joined their hands in a prayer form infront of him.

"Lord Chan....We knew you would come."

Chan? Wasn't he called 'Satan'?

But...why did this devil infront of you looking down at your parents and sister with a... pissed look?