How To Unsummon A Demon Prince 1

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Chapter I: Summoning

Deep in the thickets of the forest stood a lonely cottage bathing under the silvery light of the full pearly moon. The cottage is small and bore not many decorations but it is lovely and peaceful, though it is not as grand as the extravagant houses down the village it has a homely feel to it and child-like charms making it radiate a comfortable aura.

Inside the small home deep in the basement, where certain oddities can be found littering like humanoid hands, blinking eyeballs, petrified pixies, and many more equally grotesques specimens all contained in pickle jars, a crimson glowing circle with symbols and letters long forgotten by time lies in the middle of the room. It was crafted with perfect geometry and well drawn glyphs that all seem to bare ominous yet omnipotent powers making the air itself vibrate with a dreadful aura, however it is not yet complete as a petite girl knelt before it applying the vibrantly scarlet blood of beowolves she had slain on the ground to complete her pictograph. 

The girl appears to be in the bloom of her adolescence given by her average sized bust that are still under development as well as her small stature however the elegant way with which her hips curve gave her a beautiful womanly look. The girl had gentle features that one would label as cute or even beautiful. She had a shining pair of golden eyes with the left one obscured by a blue and purple butterfly that matches well with her clothes. Her skin is milky white like the petals of a lily and just as soft while her hair is the color of the silver moon light that curls in beautiful hoops. In contrast with her light features are the dark garments that accentuates her beauty. The girl wore a purple dress with thick golden accents and white frills. The sleeves were black and gold that blooms like a flower except for the shoulder part which is puffed and purple. Bordering the colors of her sleeves are the golden armlets with glowing sapphire stones. Two glowing blue dress tails protrude from the top part of her skirt adding to the aesthetics of her cute Gothic dress. Her perfectly serene marionette look was ruined however by the tired scowl which decorates her mien.

Ruby swipes the sweat from her brow and huffed after completing a drawing of a cuthulu symbol inside her circle. Thick black bags hang under her tired golden eyes and her face was paler than usual. Her head hurts like a battle ax was splitting it open and her shoulders and legs are aching after prolonged hours of sitting on the ground and focusing on drawing the symbols. 

She stood from her seat to get a better view of her complete pictograph and forced her lips to produce a proud smile at a job well done. An odd creature that seems to be a hybrid of a black cat and a bat flew towards her also inspecting the work. The small creature was ill proportioned having a head too big for its body and limbs too small to support its weight however it seems to be in perfect physiological and physical functioning. The creature nodded like a teacher approving of a mathematics problem done by an average student as of saying "it will have to do thought it could be better". Ruby ignored her familiar to wipe her hand on a dirty rag and immediately retrieved a brown leather book from a nearby table. She flipped through the decaying pages of the book until she found the page she was looking for. 

"I'm very nervous about this Manticat¹. My whole fate depends on the hero we will summon. I wish we could summon a Saber or a Lancer, boy that would really make all the difference but since we don't have much resources to get a decent relic of a real hero we can't be too picky. Can you get the relic Manticat while I start the chant?" The said creature only nodded and fluttered away. 

"I have a bad feeling about this but I can't back down now. My freedom depends on this. If I succeed in this, I'll finally have a chance at leaving this place." Ruby smiled reassuring herself. 

Maticat soon retured carrying a red gem and placed it in the middle of the circle. " Mreow, merow, meeeeeerow. " the familar said to its master. 

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