Anxiously moving to finish up the last few needed pieces for the ritual, Hexxy nervously bit her lip; the pudgy goth had gotten curious whether or not she could summon one of the fantastic demons she had always read about: creatures, people, something entirely different and much more unknown than the oddity of Pokémon that her world had grown well adapted to. All that was left for the ritual to be finished was finishing the symbol the items—which ranged in variety and did include a cake added into the mix—was encircled by, topping it all of by one last stroke of the paint brush she was holding, carefully waddling back to a safe distance to see if the work she had jokingly down would cause anything to happen. Surely, a “sacred ritual” she had pulled off of the internet wasn’t going to be enough to properly bring otherworldly forces into her home... R-right?