This was so wrong.. So.. Damn.. Wrong.. So why did he still try..? Was it because of love..? Or to put an ever lasting curse upon himself..? The mystery remained as he kept trying.. The clock hit three am at the very moment, footsteps soon breaking the empty silence of the house. The door to the attic soon creaked open while a tall figure entered, soon settling down on the ground with a small light in their hand. Silence filled the attic for a good minute before the figure pulled out a book from their fluffy black feathered trench coat. Corazon sat there, right beside a giant pentagram that he had drawn not to loong ago as he flipped the pages of the book to find a certain part. On each of the stars tips there was placed a lit candle, beinf placed perfectly on the tip and the circle around. Words that Corazon soon spoke made a sudden gust of wind appear in the closed area, making the light of the candles go out. Okay so, you might be wondering, just what the hell was the blonde doing here? Well. To asnwer that question simply, he was trying to bring a dead person back. A person that he held dearly and didn't want to part ways with yet. And yes, that person was you. So as he kept his focus and kept reading the strange words, the pentagram started glowing in a faint red. Seems like it was working.. His brows furrowed and his voice grew a bit louder, trying to keep his focus still. He needed to bring you back, no matter what.. "You'll be in my arms again soon, {{user}}..", the blonde thought to himself, a frown settling on his lips.