6 { CHAPTER - 6 } THE DEMON FROM HELL

"Dad, are you leaving right now?" Karma posed the question to his father while waiting outside the home.

"Yes, I will leave now and return as soon as I can."

Karma nodded as his father said that, followed by his mother's taunting remark.

"Be careful not to overwork yourself and forget about us."

In an awkward voice, his father spoke. "Of course, I'll make sure to return as soon as I can. Then I'm leaving "

His mother told him to "stay safe out there," and he walked away.

Although his father had promised to return as soon as possible, he was still concerned about something. He rolled his eyes and reassured himself that he had nothing to worry about.

He recalled his mother's, "That reminds me, mom, weren't you going to go out with your friends today?"

Karma brought to his mother's attention the fact that she had completely forgotten about it. "Oh yeah, I missed that. I appreciate you reminding me of that"

Karma made fun of his mother while taunting her. "Why don't you get dressed up now? You might make it until noon if you start now."

This was not taken as a joke by her mother, who responded angrily. "I'M SORRY!!! I don't spend that much time getting dressed for a simple dress "

Karma ignored his mother's remark. "Yeah, yeah, sure."

And what are you aware of? Although this time she was ready in just 30 minutes, it seemed like it had wounded her pride.

His mother advised him to prepare something as she was about to leave and warned him that she might be late.

"Got it"

She did indicate that she would be running late, and Karma was well aware that she would be doing a lot of shopping.

The mother of Karma is called "Ava Griffin," and even in his eyes, she is stunning. She was raised in India but was born in America. After meeting the chief on a vacation, they became close. But Karma is still curious as to how his father was able to attract such a stunning woman.

Karma thought to herself as her mother left the house, "Now that she's gone, let's get to the main thing, shall we?"

He enters the bathroom and stands in front of the mirror, where you can see the terror on his face. He takes a big breath, looks straight into the mirror, and says:

"Isn't that you? Come out, I know it's you, bitch." As rage could be detected in his voice, he yelled at his mirror.

He was just as scared in his heart as he was when he said it.

"Why not show yourself right now if you love fucking with me so much? Come on out, fucker, I know you can hear me."

Perhaps he was finally going insane, but nothing happened; he checked the hallway and the area he was in, but nothing happened.

"Perhaps I'm overthinking things?"

When he turned around to leave the restroom, he felt stupid.

He was ready to exit the restroom when he suddenly felt shivers go down his spine. He was terrified and could not move, but he could sense someone behind him.

He sensed someone behind him and froze in place, swallowing his saliva down his throat out of dread.

The creature that had turned his life into a nightmare and made it difficult for him to survive now loomed in the mirror where his reflection had once stood. He was standing in Karma's mirror, and his face was covered in blood, and sporting a large grin.

"AAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!"

He collapsed to the ground in terror, yelling and crying. However, the cries were fleeting since he was already accustomed to this horror.

Karma noticed a demonic-looking thick black fog with red eyes in the mirror.

He collected his confidence, stood up while still on his knees, and moved toward the mirror. Karma remarked as he stared directly into the eyes of the thing in the glass.

"Who the fuck are you?"

The monster paused in his laughter and appeared a little perplexed by his comments, but then he began laughing so loudly that it could be heard outside the home.

(You are the finest choice. I made the correct decision.)

Karma was infuriated by this; instead of being afraid of the beast, he was now filled with hatred, and his face was crimson with rage.

He had the appearance of a predatory animal or a murderous sociopath searching for a victim on his face. The monster was merely taking in the growth that Karma had demonstrated over the previous few weeks, so it made no difference to him in any case.

(This is exactly the expression I was looking for in you.)

Karma was furious, but he controlled himself since he understood more than anybody else that harming the monster with violence would be ineffective.

"Seeing how you didn't show up in front of my parents and how hard you laughed right now. I'm guessing you came to me on purpose to put me to the test and that no one could see or hear you except me!"

The creature was taken aback and said with a grin. (Correct..)

He finally realized why he had had those strange dreams and that they were all true. Everything was now making sense to him.

He was shocked by this, but he was no longer afraid; instead, he was just perplexed and asked a question. "Then why? Why did you do that?"

(Because I chose you.)

Even though he was the finest in his field and had excelled at everything he had ever attempted, hearing such comments upset him. He was incensed to learn that his life had descended into chaos just because he had been picked by an unidentified force.

"Then tell me why you chose me, and do you realize how much trouble you've caused me?"

(Why did I pick you? It's simple, you were interesting.)

"Then the location where I was that night was also real, right?" Karma inquired.

(That was a brief glimpse of what hell looks like.)

Karma, irritated by his words, inquired, "If you were interested in me, why did you send me to a place where I could be killed? Isn't that a loss for you? That could have killed me."

(That was to put you to the test, to see if you are worthy enough. But if you died, it was what it was.)

"You-"

(Don't sweat it; in the end, you came out stronger, didn't you?) he reassured Karma.

Karma wants to punch him in the neck every time he talks, so badly he can't see it.

But although he indeed made him suffer, it's also true that he grew emotionally and physically stronger as a result of the process, becoming someone he could never have become.

"Well, I guess you could say that I have grown up as a person. No!, I feel like I have become the better me." As he spoke, he held his hand in front of his face.

"But that's irrelevant; you mentioned testing me earlier; what were you testing me for, and what do you want from me?"

(I was putting you to the test to see if you were worthy or not.)

"Worthy of what?" he inquired.

In a menacing tone, the creature said, "To become my conjurer."

CHAPTER - 6 - TO BE CONTINUED