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Between endless advice and arguing the girl found name Lucifer.
Everything that she had read about Lucifer, she got that he absolutely knew how to tie a demon. Moreover, he was a Lord. Besides, he was interested in communication with people. Victoria was sure that Morningstar would help her. But there was no spell in Internet at all.
There was only nonsense: blood, the number thirteen which had unclean connection to Lucifer, if it did, unending number of Pentacles, black candles, crosses, texts of a level better than Bordeaux’ ones. Even Victoria, who wasn’t experienced in practical magic and knew nothing about its theory, understood that described rituals were nothing more but just junk. It was just funny pastime.
The girl remembered her black book which had been bought from the old woman at Lubaynka. Victoria didn’t look through it: all her attention was drawn to the dropped-out piece of paper in Latin.
Ah hour and a half later Vic was in her room, having reached no library. She turned the pages of the dilapidated book, studying and reading it.
By the end of the book Vic had run into the chapter titled “Fero Lux”. Something told her: here was it, Lucifer in his own person. A well-built man with huge wings behind his back and with no face was depicted on the page
‘The Fallen Angel’ Victoria muttered looking into the picture.
The girl switched on the laptop and texted to the stranger from site.
Victoria: ‘Do you know how to summon Lucifer? I need it…’
While Victoria was waiting for the answer, she kept on looking through the book and found something else – “Summoning Lucifer”. Having read the spell, Vic got upset: she seemed to have set a great issue.
Firstly, Lucifer is an original president of hell. To gain Lucifer’s hearing is a chance probably one to thousand, better to say to millions. He just will not come.
Secondly, if for some unexplainable reasons he comes then the caller can get into troubles. A person who sees just a little toe of Lucifer’s foot, can see nothing in his own life. He can just stop a human’s own existing.
Thirdly, Lucifer is very insidious and has no intention to have fun, that’s why the magician must outwatch every little germ of upside-down ideas.
Fourthly, it was the ritual. The spell itself wasn’t scared for Victoria yet. And, the spell was the most inoffensive thing in the whole process. A person who’s waiting for a meeting with Morningstar, must decide in advance, what exactly he or she is ready to sacrifice for the long hoped-for meeting. Even if one’s ready to sacrifice both, life and soul, as well as the body, another important question I asked point-black: does Lucifer need that the human is going to suggest him?
Victoria was thinking for a long time what she could suggest to The Falling Angel if he agreed to come to her. How much could she pay for unknown future?
A little envelope appeared at the dark screen.
Unknown Person: “I hope you’re kidding me? Do you know who Lucifer is? Do you have any ideas what end of the session you can get?”
Victoria: “Yes, I do, I do. I’m ready to pay, I just need him to come.”
Unknown Person: “He won’t come to you. He doesn’t come to the greatest.”
Victoria: “Do you have the spell?”
Victoria was getting angry. She had already read all those precious and warning words in Internet. Why were they so afraid of Lucifer, asking “do you know who he is”? It was just Lucifer. An angel. Angel of God. The former Angel of God. Yeah, he was powerful. Even more than that. Yes, he could kill but a brick could, too! Another thing to look for a meeting with Lucifer was just asking for troubles. But while living one could get into troubles. Or Lucifer’s appearance in a flat was too obvious issue that’s why mind whispered to give up the idea?
Victoria’s mind whispered only one thing: “I want Kharon to be with me…”. It was like a nursery school conflict when children got their so-called adult problems known, a teacher came up to help them, like Morningstar should help Victoria.
Unknown Person: “I do, if you give me a weighty argument.”
Victoria: “A weighty argument? I’ve got into an argument with one of his subordinates.”
Unknown Person: “Funny. Are you going to call for Lucifer in the guise of a judge? Do you think he’ll support you and wag his finger at his subordinate? Don’t be stupid, babe.”
Victoria: “I found a ritual in my book. What do you think, it will work?”
Victoria attached pages scans and sent to the stranger. Then the world immersed into a deadly silence.
The girl read the text again. You must burn three candles, put a bull heart in a silver dish, wait up to three am, write “I pay… for the meeting with you”, seal – it has to be an index and little fingers prints with own blood. After having read the spell you have to stab a knife made of a black steel into the bull heart. Lucifer has to appear in shape of anything and confirm the deal. Then you have to blow two candles. One has to be kept on burning. If one of them is blown out for any reason, you stop the ritual – no one comes. If Lucifer comes the first thing that you have to do is to draw in bull blood a cross on your chest. It works as a defence from the devil.
Unknown Person: “I’ve never heard and seen anything like this. Where did you get it?”
Victoria: “I bought demonology book from an old woman… the book is very ancient.”
Unknown person: “Hm, that’s interesting… Do you wanna have a deal? You scan your book and I scan that one you’ve asked for. Barter. Deal?”
Victoria smiled. Of course, she agreed. She needed any information about demons… about their King.
Unknown Person: “There’s a beautiful text in your spell. When and where will we meet?”
Victoria bit her lip. Right now, whenever else!
Victoria: “Your ideas?”
Victoria was scanning the book and waiting for the envelope to appear like manna from heaven. The stranger asked her to meet at 8 pm at Okhotny Ryad metro station. Victoria had less than three hours before meeting to finish scanning the book and get the destination point.