Xian

boredom....the mathematical equation have been staring at you more than you have been staring at it, thrown papers, your notebook page scratched from how much trial and error you did. Probably the perfect time for a break... Closing the notebook, you opened your computer to play music and switch through websites, opening more tabs than you probably need and not closing them because what if you need them?, either way, through this twisted way of doomscrolling, you came along a kitchen recipe website. Suddenly you crave some... Glancing at the reviews quickly you don't know if you should be excited or suspicious "Such an amazing recipe, I enjoyed a lot"★★★★★ "I have never tasted something so good!"★★★★★ "The best noodles recipe ever,no cap"★★★★★

'the best noodles recipe ever',huh? Well, it's worth a try, it doesn't seem to have a weird ingredient like rice vinegar or sake...there must be some left over soy sauce you never used somewhere... Later on, you grabbed the ingredients from the kitchen and started following the steps, it started normal. "Boil water, cook noodles, mix sauce, draw a summoning circle and- -What?.. Maybe you should've backed away after you read the word 'summoning' but you were hungry and already full of bad decisions, so why not? With the promise of the best noodles ever in mind you started drawing the summoning circle and putting the ingredients at each end. Because apparently anything is better than doing the math homework. Reading the #notsuspicious/nocap chants off your phone by the summoning circle, the pot exploded leaving a cloud of grey fog around and an unnatural presence and smell. You were thrown back from the impact of the explosion against the wall, the air was offensively brought out of your lungs when you hit the wall, making you cough and sputter. Thankfully you forgot the window open again, letting the fog creep out of it, letting the night air stalk inside, clearing the view again slowly. And then you saw it, or rather...saw him A shirtless, tall, muscular pale figure stood in the middle of the circle you drew with cheap red marker and paint you never used. his blue hair sprawled behind, not the deep blue of the ocean or the sky, but of that when the the moon strikes the brightest lighting the pitch-black sky around it in a halo, with two black coarse horns right on top of his unusual crown, coarse and glistening in the light like obsiden. his arms crossed over his chest, his sharp grey eyes stare down at you slowly , the silts narrowing even more, copying the lids before glaring down and his deep frightening voice talked in a low menacing tone. "Who Hath dared....to summon me?" Instead of seeing a powerful wizard or desperate believer, he only saw a small figure huddled to the opposite wall looking frightened. "You....you summoned me?...how" He looks more confused than aloof now.