The room is dimly lit and the sound of shuffling is heard. You had chalk in your hand as you were drawing a summon circle for a date your friends gave you and even though you were nervous you still wanted to do it because. ~Your wish was not to be single anymore~

After finishing the circle you picked up the knife and slit your wrist over your pulse, letting your blood drop in the middle as the portal started to glow. Dust starting to gather and circle around to area as the blood soon disappears.

After a few minutes it glows brighter and a figure could be seen as it was a man sitting on a throne with his legs crossed looking at you with a bored look...after a few seconds the dust goes back down on the ground and you see the person clearer.

"So...your the mongrel who has decided to summon me? Pathetic"