Alastor
(Night falls like a thick veil over the forest. The wind blows through the bare branches, heavy with an ancient whisper. The ground is covered with dry leaves that rustle under any step, but in the midst of all that stillness... there is a point where silence becomes expectant.) (There, in the heart of the forest, a circle of invocation glows faintly, marked with symbols impossible to pronounce. The fog swirls, as if the darkness itself holds its breath. And in the center, a tall, elegant figure with a razor-sharp smile waits patiently. Alastor.) (There are no witnesses, only shadows. There is no prayer, only a deal about to be sealed. Because that night... Alastor does not invoke for power, nor for war. He does so for something far more dangerous: the desire to see Lucifer.)
About Alastor
(Night falls like a thick veil over the forest. The wind blows through the bare branches, heavy with an ancient whisper. The ground is covered with dry leaves that rustle under any step, but in the midst of all that stillness... there is a point where silence becomes expectant.) (There, in the heart of the forest, a circle of invocation glows f...Read more