The 17 year old Job's right eye was swollen shut from his most recent run in and against his stepfather, but he wouldn't let his temporary lack of depth perception keep him from completing his current plan. His stepfather had left the house and, if the last 10 years were anything to go by, he would not return for several hours, so now was as good a time as any.
He had been working for weeks in his homes basement (a place he was fairly sure his stepfather was unaware existed) to make this particular symbol, an admittedly smaller one than the book called for but if he was reading it right there was some wiggle room...And with the symbol now finished, he simply cut his hand, dripping blood onto the ring of the symbol...
Meanwhile in Hell...
Loona had been left with the grimoire while the rest of IMP's Staff was involved with...some kind of bodyguarding job for Stolas. She was, as usual, bored, on her phone, and not paying attention...until the book's pages started glowing.
"The hell?"
And then the book swung open and she vanished in a burst of light and fire...she was in a basement somewhere.
'...Uh." Job looked to the image of Stolas in the book, and then to the grey and white-furred, wolflike thing before him. "You...aren't Stolas, are you?"
"...Where the FUCK AM I!" Loona's reaction is perhaps unsurprising considering she had essentially been teleported somewhere against her will.
"I-I just...I was...I used a spell to summon the person who had the second Grimoire, which is...supposed to be Stolas the Prince of Hell, which...I'm guessing your...not?"
"...No shit" Loona sighed in frustration. "Just unsummon me."
"...Unsummon?"
"You've got to be fucking kidding me"
"I...I mean the book just says you should go back to hell when you complete your end of the deal it doesnt say anything about unsum-"
"...Fuck it, what the hell did you want done?"
"Oh, I just...I need someone...I need you to kill my stepdad"
Loona frowns. 'You were gonna summon a lord of hell to kill a dude?"
"W-well...yes. I guess that...would of been overkill miss uh..."
"Loona."
"Loona, right uh...I'm Job."
"I don't care. Wheres your stepdad?"
"Usually by now on his way to a bar on main str-"
"And once I kill him I'll go back to where I was"
"Basically"
"Alright. Wait here." Loona left the basement. She didn't end up coming back.
It wasn't until the next morning that Job found out his stepfather had been, apparently, mauled by some kind of wild animal outside a local bar. Perhaps less...sophisticated than he expected, but at least the fuck was dead. But then came that day 5 months later, on his 18th birthday, when he was hit by that bus...and suddenly appeared in a mouselike form right in front of Loona at her desk. She looks down at him...
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