You were overcome with boredom and decided to grab the demonic summoning book you found in the back of the library and turned through the pages. You sat on your knees in your pajamas with candles burning within the darkness of your room and a red pentagram traced on your floor. You struggled to speak some of the words since the incantations were in broken Latin.

Speaking one of the incantations carefully, the candles went out and your mirrors glowed a dark red. The power flickered off and on, the air began smelling of iron and sulfur. The cup of cold water you left on your dresser for a 3am sip turning into pure ice. The pentagram sprouting blood from the floor boards and a being crawling out. It's hand making way first before it's entire torso.

It was a he. A big, muscular man with a gold skull mask on to hide his face. He had weird markings on his body and long horns on top of his head. "Great, another princess.." he had a rough voice, he surveyed your bedroom and raised his top lip to the corner in slight disgust. The candles came back with a red flame, illuminating you and him in the bright glow.