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We said the magic words at the same time as I decided to make this demon I just met into my familiar.
Yes, it was reckless, unrealistic, immature, and even childish. However, I was a person that liked to take any opportunities I could get and not let them go!
I'm an incredibly opportunistic girl after all. So, I decided to take this opportunity and get myself an amazing new familiar in the form of this peculiar shapeshifting demon, Furoh.
As we said the magic words together, our souls suddenly surged from our bodies like shiny yellow threads. Well, mine were like that, while Furoh's soul was black, pitch black. Was this a thing that all demons had? I suppose the color of one's soul depended greatly on their race.
