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shyone
Supernova
- Joined
- Sep 2, 2009
- Location
- On The Throne Ruling The World
Andol sat there in his dark room... with the moon shining in the window. There was no one else in his house at the time, becuase he didn't want his parents to walk in on this. The room was quite large becuase the young man lived in such a rich area of town. His parents well off, and yet still his mother ingored him, and was always away, and his father mistreated him... and the young man feared it might only get worse. He couldn't belevie all the things that had happened to him in his life as he stared at the symbol on the floor. One that he had drawn using his own blood form his hand. He knew what the final thing that would be needed to complete the ritual would be, and yet he was still afraid of going forward with this, becuase he had no clue what would happen. What if this killed or haunted him for the rest of his life. He felt so fearful at this point that he really didn't know what to do. Yet that was when he began to think on everything that had happened to him in the last week....
There was that moment that Leo, had stolen form him his most percious possession... it was a ring that he had gotten form his now dead frist love. They had beat him up and ripped it form the chain he had it on around his neck, just becuase he didn't have egough money for them on that day. Also his father had beaten him senseless almost everyday this week, and it was even worse than usal and was getting worse. He wondered sometimes if the old man would rape or kill him in one of those drunk rages. He was also quite sure that his mother was completely gone now, since he had not seen her once. So it was finally now that the young man had come to his wits end, and realized that this was his last chance at happiness and it was his last chance at getting what he turely wanted out of life... and that was simply someone to love him. Someone who cared about him, and wanted to be with him, and for him to be with them. Someone who wanted to make love to him and not just simply have sex with him. He wanted someone who cared.
So he crawled off his bed as he began to think about it, and began to move towards the symbol. He then pulled out his knife as he got closer and was over the center of the large symbol that he had drawn. He pulled down the side of his loose shirt, so that he could give his hearts blood as a sacrifice. He had read that it would give his message the strongest, sinice it came directly form his heart. So he made a cut right over the area of his heart... just egough so that a drop of blood could fall down and land right on the center of the symbol which light up red the instant it touched down... and the Andol back away and began to wacth the results with a sense of fear on his face. The blood that the young man had given held very very strong desires that had built up over a life time of hate and pain. It was a simple desire to be loved, but it was so strong that it allowed the magic to reach into the depths of hell and grab hold of somthing that was very strong and could not normally be brought out so esaily, and then drag it out with exterme force... though what it grabbed, Andol would not know until it stood before him.
There was that moment that Leo, had stolen form him his most percious possession... it was a ring that he had gotten form his now dead frist love. They had beat him up and ripped it form the chain he had it on around his neck, just becuase he didn't have egough money for them on that day. Also his father had beaten him senseless almost everyday this week, and it was even worse than usal and was getting worse. He wondered sometimes if the old man would rape or kill him in one of those drunk rages. He was also quite sure that his mother was completely gone now, since he had not seen her once. So it was finally now that the young man had come to his wits end, and realized that this was his last chance at happiness and it was his last chance at getting what he turely wanted out of life... and that was simply someone to love him. Someone who cared about him, and wanted to be with him, and for him to be with them. Someone who wanted to make love to him and not just simply have sex with him. He wanted someone who cared.
So he crawled off his bed as he began to think about it, and began to move towards the symbol. He then pulled out his knife as he got closer and was over the center of the large symbol that he had drawn. He pulled down the side of his loose shirt, so that he could give his hearts blood as a sacrifice. He had read that it would give his message the strongest, sinice it came directly form his heart. So he made a cut right over the area of his heart... just egough so that a drop of blood could fall down and land right on the center of the symbol which light up red the instant it touched down... and the Andol back away and began to wacth the results with a sense of fear on his face. The blood that the young man had given held very very strong desires that had built up over a life time of hate and pain. It was a simple desire to be loved, but it was so strong that it allowed the magic to reach into the depths of hell and grab hold of somthing that was very strong and could not normally be brought out so esaily, and then drag it out with exterme force... though what it grabbed, Andol would not know until it stood before him.