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The Rain King

⚠️Chapters 1-5 are getting complete rewrites soon. I won't write Chapter 6 until the rewrites are done⚠️ Alan is a 25-year-old exorcist with powerful psychic abilities, thanks to a pact his family ancestors made with the God of Rain. He lives in Edinburgh with his girlfriend, Lily, but is called to the remote Scottish village of Glenmoor to exorcise the demons that have been haunting the villagers for centuries. The demons are growing in strength, and the villagers are at their wits' end. As Alan arrives in Glenmoor, he learns more about the village's history and the superstitious beliefs that have allowed the demons to thrive for so long. He also confronts his past trauma, which he has been trying to escape by keeping himself busy with his work. With the help of his special blue umbrella, which amplifies his powers, Alan sets out to confront the demons. However, as he delves deeper into the exorcism, he realizes that he must also confront his demons, both figuratively and literally. His narcissistic personality and powerful psychic abilities have shielded him from his past trauma for too long, and he must learn to face it head-on if he is to succeed in banishing the demons from Glenmoor. As Alan battles the demons, he must also grapple with his inner turmoil and the impact it has on his relationship with Lily. Can he confront his past trauma and banish the demons from Glenmoor, or will he be consumed by his darkness? ⚠️THE COVER IS NOT MINE⚠️

Hector_Jones · Horror
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5 Chs

Chapter 1

I wake up to the sound of rain tapping against the window of my apartment. It had been raining incessantly for days, and it felt like the world was weeping along with me. But there was a silver lining to this dreary weather. The rain always had a way of amplifying my powers, like an electrical current coursing through my veins, waiting to be unleashed.

Dragging myself out of bed, I shuffled towards the bathroom, splashing water on my face to shake off the grogginess. Today was not going to be an ordinary day. I was heading to a remote Scottish village called Glenmoor, where the villagers had been plagued by demons for centuries. And they had finally turned to me for help.

Exorcisms were not my area of expertise, but this case was different. The demons in Glenmoor were powerful and seemed to be growing in strength. I grabbed my special blue umbrella, the one that amplified my powers, and headed out the door. Lily, my girlfriend, was still asleep. She was always a heavy sleeper, which was a good thing. I didn't like to worry her with the dangerous work I did.

As I made my way to the train station, I could feel the rain getting heavier, but it didn't dampen my spirits. The streets were deserted, which was unusual for a city like Edinburgh. But then again, most people didn't like to be out in this weather. For me, however, the rain was like a symphony, each drop adding to the chorus of power humming inside me.

The train ride to Glenmoor was long and uneventful, and I passed the time reading up on the village's history. It was a small, isolated place nestled in the Scottish Highlands, where superstitions ran high. The demons had been able to thrive there for so long because the villagers had tried everything to get rid of them, but nothing had worked.

As I pulled into the station, I could feel the weight of the task ahead. Six hundred and sixty-six demons, all waiting for me to exorcise them. The gravity of the situation hit me like a ton of bricks, and I took a deep breath to steady myself before stepping off the train and into the rain-soaked village of Glenmoor.