Reincarnated in a Fantasy World with Murderous Intent.

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With that, I started my incantation. It was the same as I’d done before, but this time it felt different, and when I cast my senses wide, it was into a strange new place. A dark place.

And unlike all the other times, something answered my call.

Something big!

I pulled myself back into the normal dimension, as the thing followed me.

Opening my eyes, I saw a misty shape begin to form in the circle. It started small and grew and grew and grew.

“What the hell have you summoned?” gasped Ella. “Oh. They’ve stopped.”

I glanced around. The spirits had stopped attacking.

The black smoke in my circle was about three times the size of an adult male now. It stopped growing and began to solidify, into that of a humanoid figure.

“Oh,” I said, as it finished.

Standing before me was what can only be described as a giant devil. Two sharp horns protruded from its head. Yellow eyes glared forth, over a long nose, and white fangs protruded over the lips, which were midnight black, matching the rest of the body. It’s muscular torso was naked except for a kind of toga thing that ran from over one shoulder, down to the knees, which were bent the opposite way to a humans’. The large hands, each easily capable of encompassing my head, ended in lethal looking sharp claws.

“Ho ho ho!” the things boomed, in an unwitting parody of Father Christmas from my old world. “Someone has dared to summon me! Me! Who is this grand mage, that has such power and audacity?”

“Er, hello,” I said, waving.

The devil looked down, and raised an eyebrow that I swear it didn’t have a moment ago.

“You? You’re a child!”

“Well…” I began, but then stopped as it leaned in closer.

“No, you are, but you are not. I see. A Hand of a god. Interesting. Powerful too. Looks can be deceiving, as you humans say. How very amusing!”

I pulled myself together. This wasn’t how things were supposed to go!

“I am Theodore Helmage!” I announced. “I have summoned you as my familiar, to do my bidding!”

“It’s been many millennia since anyone tried to summon me,” the devil continued, as if I hadn’t said anything. It looked around. “Ah, I see. A battle.”

“I have summoned you to…”

“Yes, yes, yes. Give me moment here.”

“I… aren’t we supposed to have a battle of wills, or something, now?” I asked, giving up on the traditional form.

The devil looked around for a few seconds more, before returning its attention back to me.

Leaning in close, he grinned.

I nearly wet myself.

“It has been so long, man creature. I was annoyed when you pulled me here, but now I think I would like to stay and see what has changed in this realm. You have summoned me as a familiar, am I correct?”

“That was the idea,” I replied.

“Very well. Let me introduce myself.” It drew itself back upright. “I am, in your tongue, let me see, how would I say this? Mazimus, yes, that sounds about right. I am Mazimus, High Devil General of the Lower Hordes. Right Hand to the Supreme Commander. Lord of anything I damned well want to be.”

“Pleased to make your acquaintance,” I said.

I mean, manners cost nothing, right?