
20 May 2008, 12:26 pm
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As my folowers fell to the ground one by one, dead, completely drained of all life, I could feel the power of the demon. The summoning was succeeding, even though our sacrifice was still standing, probally not accepted, the chanters seemed to do the trick.
"Looks like this demon needs a host."
"A host?"
As I ask that I realise now why the sacrifice is still standing while the chanters fell to the ground.
"Of course.."
Naturally, I had plans of my own, even though I didn't anticipate on a demon that needed a host, I would still drain it of all it's power. Today would be my day. We don't need a demon, what we need is it's strenght, every body agreed to that. I intend to do just that, get the power and banish the demon back.
The candles now still emit light, but the flames have turned black and the sacrifice is curled up on the floor in pain, but he doesn't let out a scream. As a dark red symbol seemingly paints itself on the floor around the sacrifice, the sacrifeces skin turns white and it's eyes red.
'There it comes.'
"We're almost done.."
"Indeed, we are almost done."
I reply contently. For in a matter of moments I'll be the strongest person here, it will be *I* who serves the cult, not some nameless sacrifice!
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