Pheobe Belgar
Summoning the Keeper
Skillet - Monster
Taken at Backdrop City
It was just like the last summons--pull them in from the Hell or the Abyss, use a few crystals to trap them, and take some of their blood for sale in the black market. It was always the same.
Weak people loved tasting the blood of a demon or devil--the power it held was like a drug to them and when the blood was digested from their system, the high--the power--was gone. They would be at the door asking for more.
It was a lucrative business, but it paid the bills. This time, however, did not go as planned. The crystals used to stop this demon was ineffective. The humans in the room began to have nightmarish visions. Horror struck them as they realized they had summoned the keeper himself, poised to destroy them all.
Summoning the Keeper
Skillet - Monster
Taken at Backdrop City
It was just like the last summons--pull them in from the Hell or the Abyss, use a few crystals to trap them, and take some of their blood for sale in the black market. It was always the same.
Weak people loved tasting the blood of a demon or devil--the power it held was like a drug to them and when the blood was digested from their system, the high--the power--was gone. They would be at the door asking for more.
It was a lucrative business, but it paid the bills. This time, however, did not go as planned. The crystals used to stop this demon was ineffective. The humans in the room began to have nightmarish visions. Horror struck them as they realized they had summoned the keeper himself, poised to destroy them all.