[ WP ] Maybe if I summon a demon I 'll finally have the perfect soul mate ...

I was finally going to do it, I was done with being left by cheating jerks and people who did n't care about me. Thankfully with working at the medical clinic I had access to plenty of tools to help me get blood to create a ritual. I knew it was n't going to be quite that easy, so of course I found myself'assisting' with blood donations at a local high school. It was easy enough to talk a bunch of prissy girls to help those less fortunate, and of course we'd have to ask if they were sexually active at any point for the safety of the blood collections. Had I known getting virgin blood was this easy, I would have done it long ago. 
 
 After I had enough'donations' I quickly left to return to the basement of the local comic shop. Thankfully the owner was easy enough to flirt with to let him give me access to the entirety of the building he had, and of course plenty of rumors that it was once used in rituals to summon demons before, so I should have no issues doing this, though I expected the worst and made sure no one was going to bother me by barricading the area I was to use with boxes. 
 
 I quickly began to remove all clothing except underwear, bra, and choker. Of course I got plenty of blood all over myself, but I did n't care. I was able to quickly make a pentagram and began to meditate, focusing solely on the idea of what I wanted while I sat in the middle of the pentagram. I could feel the room around me heating up slowly as I began to sweat. My face grew a grin I thought I had lost the ability to, as happiness that I had not felt in years finally came over me. I opened my eyes to the horrific realization that the boxes I had surrounded myself with were on fire, as was the rest of the building it had seemed. Fear quickly drained the happiness out of my body, as I stepped back I was halted by a large body behind me. It had worked. 
 
 The happiness covered me again as I jumped around to look upon the Dark Lord himself, however I got more than I had bargained for it seemed. `` What the hell were you thinking putting flammable boxes around this? Do you know how hot Hell gets? Do you understand that anything around a gate that opens from hell will catch fire?'' 
 
 I was completely shocked to find out that the Dark Lord had the manners of Estelle Costanza, but I had to ask anyway. `` I... I want to offer my soul for the perfect soul mate.'' The Dark Lord looked at me and began to laugh, `` S-..shut up, I'm serious!'' I yelled as tears began to fall down my face. He extended out a claw and brushed the tears off my face, `` You require a soul to keep to find the one that will bond with yours, and judging by your logic with the boxes you're both desperate and stupid.'' 
 
 I looked down with agony, I knew at this point that either life was so cruel that even the Dark Lord would insult me, or I was unconscious from smoke inhalation and it was just a hallucination. I felt a claw under my chin slowly pull my face back up, `` You do understand there are limits to everything right?'' I shook my head, `` I do n't care, I just want to love, be loved, and I would give anything for it.'' `` Anything you say?'' he said, slowly having a smirk grow across his face. I slowly nodded with a cold chill going down my back. The Dark Lord slowly nodded and with a flick of his wrists I was in a field with him. 
 
 `` Turn around and look at what you've given-'' He quickly stopped and became silent, as I turned around and looked behind me. It was my funeral, and the only ones who attended were the workers. No service, no group of people, not even a random person attending due to respect. `` Now you can understand why I was willing to do what I did...'' The Dark Lord kept quiet for a few moments and then handed me a large bag. `` What's this?'' I asked, slowly putting the bag down to open it. `` It's clothes and a key to our apartment'' he said, slowly disappearing with the wind.
