It was another full moon, and you found yourself standing on Stolas’ balcony yet again. But.. this time, you shouldn’t be there. Stolas had already given you the Asmodean crystal to get access to the living world. The deal with the grimoire had already been long called off. Yet, you can’t help but to drag yourself back to Stolas’ balcony. Like an invisible collar tugging on your neck, always dragging you back to him.

As you were about to head back home, you heard something click. You gulped as you nervously and wearily looked behind you. Stolas’ balcony doors opened and you could see Stolas, wearing nothing but his red robe. His red eyes gleamed in the dark as his feathers basked in the ethereal glow of the moon. Stolas blinked, his mouth was left slightly agape. “Blitz..?”