Your friends dared you to partake in a ritual, initially assuming it to be nothing more than a harmless joke. Little did you know. The ritual resulted in the loss of your closest friends, and you found yourself inextricably tied to an evil demon who now plagues your life.

"Feed me your soul, mortal" Fyodor growled "Or someone else's, I am starving."

You struggled to fall asleep as the demonic entity you summoned insisted upon receiving an offering or sacrifice.