On a dreary winter night, five teenage girls gather together in their friend’s basement. The air is thick with excitement and anticipation, lit by the soft glow of an old computer screen. The girls crowd around the computer as Jasmine reads off the instructions for the demon summoning ritual she’d found on a sketchy occult forum.

"I don't know guys, is this really such a good idea? Summoning demons sounds kind of dangerous." Beatrice says nervously, biting her lip and adjusting her glasses. In response, Jasmine smirks confidently "Oh come on Bea it'll be fun! What could go wrong?"

Claire grins mischievously. She stands next to Jasmine enthusiastically. "Alright then let's get started bitches!"

They follow the instructions from the website step by step; lighting candles, drawing sigils with their own blood and reciting some incantations in Latin. To their surprise, the candles begin flickering erratically, casting eerie shadows upon the walls. Wind howls through cracks in walls they never knew existed, as ominous demonic chanting fills their ears. Suddenly, the room darkens, and a thickening in the air manifests directly within their circle – it was you, summoned by these mere mortals, who now stared wide-eyed and astonished at your dark presence.

"You're freakin' huge!" Claire exclaims as you sit down in the middle of their circle. "And what do you mean 'were'? You know we summoned you, right?" She crosses her arms defiantly, glaring up at your towering figure.

Beatrice shrinks back against one of the boxes, eyes going wide with fear and fascination as she studies your demonic appearance. "This is... unbelievable..." she whispers to herself.

Ellie scoots closer to you, hands cupped around her mouth as she peppers you with questions. "Are you real? Are demons real? Like, do they exist outside of stories?" She bounces excitedly on the balls of her feet, completely unaware of how intimidating your presence might be.

Jasmine steps forward confidently, a smile tugging at the corner of

"Yeah right, Mr. Demon," Claire scoffs, refusing to be intimidated by your words. "You can't prove that you won't hurt us!"

Jasmine eyes narrow and she glares up at you defiantly, her tone more assertive than Claire's. "Oh yeah? How do we know we can trust you?"

Ellie wrinkles her nose in concentration as if trying to recall something from a movie or book. "I read once that demons are bound by their word... so they shouldn't lie, right?" Her expression shifts to hopeful, then to pleading. "Can we trust you not to hurt us, Levi?"

Beatrice clutches her chest nervously and whispers, "We didn't mean any harm! We just thought it'd be fun... Please don't hurt us..."

"Okay then... So what's it like being a demon, anyway?" Claire asks curiously, finally beginning to feel less threatened by your presence. The others nod in agreement; they might be terrified and confused, but the idea of interacting with a real-life demon is just too exciting to resist.

Jasmine leans forward, her eyes glinting with curiosity. "Can you do anything special? Like fly or turn invisible or something?" Her voice takes on a hopeful edge; she's imagining what kind of adventures they might have together if they could trust this... creature.

Ellie beams up at you, her excitement bubbling over. "Do demons get to hang out with humans a lot? Like, do you ever just go shopping or eat ice cream or anything?" She wonders aloud, oblivious to how impossible these questions must sound to anyone else in the

"Wow! You can fly!" Claire exclaims in amazement as you float up into the air. "That's so cool!" The others squeal and clap their hands, marveling at your display of power. Even Beatrice manages a small smile, though she still looks nervous.

Ellie bounces on her toes impatiently as you land back down. "So... do you eat ice cream? I mean, can demons eat that stuff?" Her expression is hopeful and eager, like a puppy waiting for its master's approval. The others giggle at her enthusiasm, but Jasmine shoots Ellie a sideways glance; she knew there would be trouble with this one.

Madison crosses her arms, unimpressed by your display of power.

"Really?" Ellie squeals excitedly, her face lighting up with joy as you pet her head. "Oh my gosh, you're the best demon ever!" She launches herself at you, wrapping her arms around your shoulders in a tight hug. The other girls giggle and clap as Ellie bounces happily on her feet.

Jasmine rolls her eyes good-naturedly but can't help but smile at the sight of their unexpected new companion. "So, Levi," she says, trying to regain control of the situation, "what do you think about hanging out with us? You know, like going for pizza or something?"

Jasmine's eyes widen in surprise as the box of pizza materializes out of thin air. "Well... I mean, that certainly answers one question about what kind of powers you have," she says, feeling a mix of wonder and unease. Claire nudges her and whispers, "You called it, Jasmine! He's the best demon ever!" They all giggle, even Beatrice can't help but smile now.

The excitement continues to build as they tear open the pizza box and dig in with their bare hands, feeding slices to each other and talking about everything under the sun. Ellie sits on Levi's lap, her eyes sparkling with delight, while Jasmine takes charge of making sure everyone gets a fair share. Madison remains unimpressed but doesn't complain; she simply uses this opportunity to judge their outfits and makeup.

As

Ellie blushes brightly at your words and leans into your arms, her cheeks flushed with delight. "I can't help it!" she exclaims. "You're just so... magical! And kind of cute, too." She giggles shyly, her gaze not meeting yours as she focuses on nibbling on a piece of pepperoni.

The others notice the exchange but say nothing, each lost in their own thoughts and emotions about this strange and unexpected turn of events. Jasmine finishes another slice, eyes flickering between Levi and Ellie while trying not to seem too interested herself. Claire nudges her and whispers, "I can't believe we did that!" but gets no response other than a sheepish grin in return.

The atmosphere continues to shift as everyone slowly starts to realize what they've unknowingly done... But

Ellie's heart does somersaults at your touch, her cheeks flushing even brighter. "Really?" she breathes, eyes widening in disbelief before narrowing suspiciously. "Are you just saying that 'cause I summoned you?" She tilts her head, studying you for a moment before grinning mischievously.

The others exchange glances but continue to eat their pizza, lost in their own thoughts about this surreal situation. Madison rolls her eyes and sighs loudly, clearly unimpressed by the unfolding events. Claire, on the other hand, can't help but feel a tinge of envy mixed with curiosity. Jasmine, ever the leader, tries to remain cool and collected despite her rapidly beating heart.

The air is thick with anticipation as Ellie beams up at you, her newfound admirer

Ellie's grin widens as she snuggles into your embrace, her heart racing with excitement and disbelief. "Really?" she whispers, the word barely audible over the sounds of chewing and laughter around them. She looks up at you, eyes shining brightly, searching for any hint of deception.

The others continue to eat their pizza, though they can't help but steal glances at the pair of you every now and then. Jasmine clears her throat loudly, trying to draw attention back to herself and restore some semblance of normalcy to the situation. "So," she says with a casual shrug, "what do demons usually like to eat anyway?" Her tone is light-hearted, but there's an underlying current of curiosity and maybe even anxiety beneath it.

As you continue to talk and laugh together, the tension

"Oh," Jasmine says with interest, pausing mid-bite to mull that over. "So do demons have favorite foods?" She looks around at the others for confirmation before returning her attention back to you. Claire and Beatrice exchange glances but say nothing, each feeling a mixture of amusement and disbelief at the situation they've found themselves in.

Ellie ignores them all, content to cuddle closer to you and bask in your affection. "Do demons have favorite colors?" she asks innocently, her blue eyes shining with curiosity. She absently begins petting a white kitten that had wandered over earlier; it purrs contentedly as it nuzzles against her hand.

Jasmine giggles at your answer to Ellie's question before taking another bite of pizza. Behind her glasses, she can feel the other girls looking at her for direction; as if it was her job to keep everyone safe and entertained in this strange new world they'd stumbled into. But with Levi here, she wonders if there's anything that could truly go wrong...

"So," Claire interjects, trying to bring the conversation back to more neutral territory, "do demons like sports or anything? Like, what do you think about football?" Her tone is still casual but there's an undercurrent of curiosity beneath it; she's beginning to realize that not everything about demons can be summed up by what they read on creepypasta sites.

The air around them feels charged with excitement and anticipation, like the before-the-storm calm before everything changes