An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
“It worked!” Stolas’s eyes shot open as the words hit his ears and his brain noticed they were from a much higher-pitched voice than expected. Indeed as the Owl Demon glanced down he saw not just the expected summoning circle and demonic tome, but sitting in front of both was a quite young human girl who stared back up at him with, of all things, wonder in her eyes.
Naturally, having witnessed all manner of ritualistic sacrifices, cult gatherings, and sexual torture dungeons during various summonings (and sometimes all at one), Stolas had only one response to this.
"...What?”
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Stolas meets what may be the strangest human he's ever seen.











