I pressed the Option without hesitation. As the Grimoire began to produce magic circles around, and then, it generated one right in front of me.
I stepped back a few meters, realizing the runes used by these magic circles were incomprehensible to me. What were they?!
I could, however, feel the faint demonic energy coming from it. Could this be Demon Magic?
Demon Magic, a special type of magic that only Demons from Hell can use, it is based in their unique energy merely named Demonic Energy when it is unrefined, and Infernal Energy when it is refined and used by Archdemons.
So Lucifer really did this, he used his unique magic to create this thing that automatically makes up a summoning formation using demon energy… interesting.
Suddenly, a bright red light came out of the magic circle in front of me, as my mind blacked out…
I found myself in a completely black space, where a faint white mist covered everything giving it a cold and mysterious atmosphere to it all.
I looked around without hesitating, walking across the vast black landscape, until I found something.
A faint figure in front of my sight, it seemed to be made of red energy, and emanated a strong amount of Aether…
The figure was amorphous and hard to discern, and it seemed to have been once split into pieces but then forcefully stitched back together.
For a moment, I looked at this figure in silence, until I realized it had a feminine figure and long hair.
Suddenly, I heard the voice of a young woman talk to me in my previous life name.
That voice… How can I not recognize the voice of my first companion, friend, and ally in my previous life?
The one that stood at my side when everything just began.
When I was just a Vampire kid in the slums, hiding from the sunlight in the trash while crawling in the night looking for anything with blood to eat.
She was also a Vampire, or well, Half-Vampire, and I had found her near dead back then…
Had I not shared the blood I had gotten from the rats I hunted, she would had died.
And I would had never gotten such a wonderful ally and friend.
"Yes… My lord… It has… been so long…" she muttered. Her words were being constantly interrupted by strange eerie glitching sounds, as if she was a broken record that was having a hard time reproducing sounds.
"You're here…" I said. I was being moved by my old memories; emotions began to bubble inside of my chest as I continued to move towards her.
I grabbed her hand tightly, despite being blurry and made out of faint essence.
I wasn't going to let her go now that she was right in front of me.
"My lord… I have… missed you… so much…" she cried.
I couldn't even notice her face, her soul appearance was deformed by the damage it took, but I knew it was her, how could I not know it was her?
"Calm down, don't talk for now, I will bring you outside… I will revive you as a spirit." I said.
"Spi… rit?" she asked
"There will be time for explanations afterwards… Eleanora, you don't known how much I've missed you… I… I am sorry for what I did… This time, I will make sure to not commit the same mistakes." I said.
Eleanora seemed moved by my words, as her faint and ghastly body hugged me tightly.
"I will never let you go, ever again…" I said, as I felt as if Eleanora was crying over my chest.
I suddenly regained consciousness and control of my body, as I saw the magic circle suddenly materialize something, absorbing almost all my Mana. A figure quickly emerged, taller than me, and beautiful to the point that many would have their eyes stuck on her for minutes.
A beautiful woman emerged before me, with pale-white skin, as white as porcelain, sharp, crimson-red eyes shining with bright light, long wine-red hair reaching her hips, which was as silky as it could be, shiny and healthy, and a slender figure, she was just as I remembered her.
Adorning her beautiful body there was a set of clothes she liked to wear. Eleanora wasn't very lady-like, and often liked to wear clothes that could facilitate her usage of her fast-movement abilities. she wore tight black pants over her legs, decorated with black chains around her wide hips, black and sharp heels, a white shirt that was barely containing her large chest, and a black coat.
Her presence emanated a strong Aura, everything around her was powerful, despite having been remade as a spirit. I could clearly sense her inner power dwelling within her.
"Eleanora, I am glad to see you back…" I said.
"Hmm…? Ah… Oh? Eh? I… I am… back! I have a body once more…? My lord Asmodeus- Huh?!"
Eleanora looked at me as she noticed my appearance.
I was but a little, five-year-old boy.
I didn't even look like I looked in my childhood of my previous life. I didn't have pale white skin nor crimson eyes, even less white hair.
…It could be said I looked very plain.
"It is me, Eleanora. I have reincarnated as a mere… human." I sighed.
Eleanora suddenly jumped towards me and grabbed me with her arms, I was so small compared to her almost two meters of height that I was left hopeless. She was always taller than me, even in the last years of my previous life, I was always a midget compared to her size.
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