Adventures Of A Goblin

Drawn on the floor is an ominous pattern dyed in deep dried red and carefully made out as a triangle placed inside a circle.

At the center of the ominous pattern is a teenager standing inside the triangle with a pale face that looked like his health was slowly being sucked out of him.

"Are you sure this is going to work".

Elmon said with a weakly tone, speaking like he was on life support.

"If this does not work, I will die of blood loss".

He had his head slowly raised down and turned to look at his right arm then to his left.

On the wrist of both arm is the remnant of blood in dried form, stuck to his palms and stretched to the fingertips.

[ It will work. All you have to do is say the incantation right and we will have no problem ].

The voice assured Elmon of the validation of what it asked him to do.

Elmon had both his hands raised up on each side and then he closed his eyes.

"I am ready".

He said with his eyes tightly closed off, his head faced to the front and his two hands raised up.

[ Repeat after me ].

The voice crawled it's way from Elmon's feet to his ear, wrapping itself around the ear as Elmon got himself ready to repeat the next statement that comes out from its mouth.

[ I. After that, you call out your full name ].

"I. After that, you call out you!"

[ No, no no. That is not what I meant ].

Elmon had said the exact same words that came out from the voice, but the manner it was said in was not what the voice expected from him.

[ After you say the "I" I want you to say out your full name along with it ].

It took its time to properly explain how it is done to Elmon before he was allowed to continued.

[ Do you get it ].

Elmon nodded his head twice in response to the question asked by the voice.

[ Then say it ].

Elmon hesitated before he started to speak, thinking the words in his mind before saying it out loud.

"I Elmon of the Ilanin clan, a representative of the fire element belonging to the Elven nation ].

When he was done, he tilted his head to the side to look at the dark ominous hazy form of the voice resting on his left shoulder.

He turned his head toward it in a way verify if he had said te right thing or not.

[ I call upon the shadow form of the Demon Mammon to heed to my summon and rise forth from the underworld to the material world ].

Elmon waited for the voice to finish speaking it word, and when he saw that it was done, Elmon picked it up from the beginning, reciting it the exact same way that the voice had done.

When Elmon finished his recitation, the voice let out a wild disturbing snicker going "kekeke!!!"

Elmon's body dropped to the ground the moment he finished his recitation.

He had already lost too much of his strength, most of it being the result of using the blood in him to draw down the circle used in the ritual.

His eyes wandered in a particular spot, looking at the under of his bed while he saw a strange light shine his way.

The strange light was the reminisce of his past, his beginning all flashing before his very eyes.

He saw himself stranded in an alleyway, tailing an Elven couple and observing their actions to know what he could take from them.

His struggle as he finds himself pulling through difficulties by making use of his determination and resilience nature.

Tears rolled down Elmon's eyes as he now knows that any chance he might have with Leena is now gone.

His body had lose out in physical terms and in mental terms. His resolve that he clung so desperately to is now seeping out of his palm.

Either he likes it or not, he was going to die and the only question is when.

While Elmon was convulsing on the floor of his apartment, the circle that he had drawn on the floor using his blood was starting to give out a reaction.

It happened shortly after he recited the quote and fell down, that was when the circle responded to his quotes.

A dark colored smoke gave out from the circle, slowly rising out and dispersing itself into the atmosphere like smoke emitted out of something burning.

The room was totally blinded with the effect of the Black smoke, reaching to every corner of it and rendering the process blind.

It took a while for the black hazy smoke to dial down, all coming together and gathering itself at the very center of the circle drawn on the ground.

The Black smoke compacted together, compressing itself and stretching it out.

The result of the compression led to the black smoke forming out an explainable shape.

A figure dipicting a naked being with a gold plated skin, spike coming out from each of his elbow, and having another set of spikes coming from his shoulder, tracing all the way to his neck like a collar that was let loose.

Its feet was of a wolf, so was his head showing his visible fangs stretched all the way to his nose with no upper lips in sight.

It had long claws that seemed artificial based on how long it was, as it was long enough to create a two and a half inches mark by just using it to scratch the wall.

It flapped out its two golden wings, letting it flail freely, tasting the sensation of being exposed to the world above ground after a long time in isolation.

Along with its wing still flapping about, it's gold plated long tail joined the process by wagging upward, downward and side ways.

It tasted the air by stretching out its coily unnecessarily long tongue.