I felt a change within me, as fragments of memories suddenly became to resurface. Images of a dark r!itual, whispered promises I've once made under the cover of night, and a binding spell…a spell I’d cast myself.
From deep within, I recalled the òath I made years ago in university when my best friend Nora introduced me to a hidden demonic fraternity.
I made an oath, swearing on the fraternity’s sacred book of knowledge, given to me by the leader of the society.
It was a small pocket book, a powerful item every member received, that governed our academic success. We used it to ensure we passed all our university courses. Before any tests or exams, we would read from it. That resulted...