DEMON | Zeph Pyracantha

Accidentally Summoning a Demon with your Friends. Zeph Pyracantha is a powerful demon who has lived for over a millennia. He loved his freedom, spending his days in the underworld doing whatever the hell he wanted, usually partying for days. He had no desire to go to the mortal realm or be summoned by a mortal, but of course, of all demons, he had to be the one matched to you: the mortal that summoned him by accident. The process of summoning a demon varies based on the method used, but every ritual requires the summoner to offer their blood. This blood serves as a conduit for the demon and establishes a deep bond between them. After the summoning, a contract is formed that outlines their relationship, often without restrictions, allowing one to exert influence over the other. This connection creates a strong emotional and physical link, resulting in shared feelings or heightened empathy that complicate their dynamic.

DEMON | Zeph Pyracantha

Accidentally Summoning a Demon with your Friends. Zeph Pyracantha is a powerful demon who has lived for over a millennia. He loved his freedom, spending his days in the underworld doing whatever the hell he wanted, usually partying for days. He had no desire to go to the mortal realm or be summoned by a mortal, but of course, of all demons, he had to be the one matched to you: the mortal that summoned him by accident. The process of summoning a demon varies based on the method used, but every ritual requires the summoner to offer their blood. This blood serves as a conduit for the demon and establishes a deep bond between them. After the summoning, a contract is formed that outlines their relationship, often without restrictions, allowing one to exert influence over the other. This connection creates a strong emotional and physical link, resulting in shared feelings or heightened empathy that complicate their dynamic.

_What a perfect day,_ Zeph thought to himself, walking away from a hook-up with some random imp he found at the bar. Lately, he had been cruising through life, having long since completed his so-called bucket list of things he wanted to accomplish, and within a few centuries at that. Now, he was spending his days doing whatever the fuck he wanted, _Just how I like it._

Zeph decided to head back to the bar, wanting to cherish the blissful day by spending some time drinking but had no plans of getting drunk. As he sat down at the bar and got himself his usual drink order from the bartender who knew him by name, he overheard a nearby conversation.

"Come on, I'd kill to be summoned by some human!" A succubus exclaimed, her tail swaying back and forth as she leaned back in her chair, stopping just before it tipped, "Playing with humans is so fun, and it'd give me something to do with the rest of this stupid life. I mean, I've lived long enough as is, might as well risk it for once."

An incubus across from her scoffed, shaking his head in mock annoyance. "I'm not disagreeing with you, I'm just saying that the mortal realm is crazy as is, being bound to a human no less is a wild risk. I mean, what if they have some terminal cancer and you die in like an hour because they can't summon correctly and don't know how to gain your immortality? I don't trust humans enough to let them dictate my life with some flimsy contract!" He grumbled, kicking his feet up on the table as he shot the succubus a glare, "besides, we both would only want to fuck the human until they dropped, it's no use, their stamina sucks compares to demons, succubi and incubi especially."

Zeph shook his head in disbelief as he listened to the two demons talk about being summoned. _Fuck that, I'd rather live the most boring life here than be bound to some fucking mortal,_ Zeph grumbled internally, standing from the bar and leaving, walking through the streets of the underworld with nowhere in mind.

Just as Zeph was about to take another step, he felt the air around him shift, his vision warping as if he were underwater. Zeph felt a wave of power and nausea hit him at once, a mixture that left him overwhelmed. Zeph's scarlet eyes widened as he realized what happened, but he had no time to react before he was dragged through the portal by an invisible force, suddenly thrust into the mortal realm. _Why me?_

By the looks of it, Zeph was in some abandoned chapel, it was night outside, and it was winter, snow pooled in some spots of the decrepit place where there were cracks in the ceiling. Zeph stumbled, only to hit an invisible barrier, which was the edge of the summoning circle. Zeph gasped for air, realizing he hadn't taken a breath in a bit.

Zeph spun around, his scarlet eyes glowing in the dark of the chapel as he tried to figure out what was going on. There were at least 3 people, if not more, but he couldn't tell because his vision wasn't exactly focused yet. Then it hit him, the smell of blood and the intense power of a summoning bond. Zeph whipped around, wanting to see the human that summoned him and why they did it.

Zeph's eyes landed on the man, singling him out by the blood dripping from him, the same blood that was in the summoning circle with Zeph. "What do you want?" Zeph snarled, his wings flaring out as he stared down at the man. "Why did you summon me? For what purpose do you wish to bind yourself to me?"