#x demon

Choose-Your-Own-Adventure

I also experimented a bit by making different versions with changes to skin tone. I was tempted to play around with the hair as well, but honestly, my impatience got the better of me this time. Still, I had a lot of fun with this one and can’t wait to hear your thoughts!

Request: Yes or No

Back at it again with Hiram's bullshit. Oof oof oof this sucks

"Will he follow orders?"

"He has no choice."

"Even more of a reason for him to turn around and kill us." (Y/N) watched them, annoyed with their bickering. Hiram sighed, making a motion with his hand and stopping the two scientists. (Y/N) looked at him as Hiram raised an amulet with a lapis lazuli stone.

"This is be given back to you, if you helps us." Hiram said, dangling it. (Y/N) kept his eyes trained on his most prized possession.

"And if you betray us, this pretty gem will be shattered and you'll go back in the box." (Y/N) swallowed, glancing at the beautifully decorated box but inside Pandora's box was a nightmarish land. (Y/N) nodded.

"Great, go cause some terror." In a flickering of lights, (Y/N) vanished and reappeared in a bedroom. He approached the ginger who was calmly sleeping. (Y/N) raised his hand, black smoke circling his fingers and trailing down. It circled above the male's head. His soft smile turned into a frown as his dreams turned to nightmares. (Y/N) climbed onto his lap, feeding off Archie's fear and nightmares. He leaned down, getting close to his ear.

"Xypna."

Archie sat up with a gasp, heart racing and hair sticking to his sweaty forehead. He panted, the hairs on the back of his neck standing. Archie had never felt so frightened. He almost felt suffocated by the air. Archie couldn't even remember what his dream, or rather nightmare, was about.

"Archie.." He furrowed his brows. That didn't sound like his dad.

"Dad?" He called out.

"Yeah?" Fred called back. A chill ran down his back. Whoever called him definitely wasn't his dad.

"Archie!" The male flinched, shooting up from his bed and turning around. It sounded right by his ear. He turned on the lights and noticed something sliver on his bed. Archie reached down, picking up the necklace. A pentagram.

"What the hell?" He mumbled, furrowing his brows. Archie hissed as it started to burn, dropping it. He looked at the burn mark on his palm. One minute it was cold and the next hot? Archie looked down at the floor, only to see the necklace gone. He furrowed his brows. Archie took a seat on his bed, sighing and closing his eyes. He reopened them only to make eye contact with glowing yellow ones. His voice caught in his throat as his breath hitched. The creature stepped into the light of the lamp, tilting Archie's head up.

"W-wh-"

"Ypnos." Archie felt a sudden wave of drowsiness come over him, strong enough to make his eyes droop. He gave in, collapsing back.

"Sygnómi..." (Y/N) mumbled.

"Arch? Are you okay?" He turned his head, hearing someone walking up the stairs. (Y/N) stepped back into the shadows, watching as a man entered and sighed. He put Archie in a better position and pulled the blankets over him, turning off the lamp and leaving. (Y/N) needed his amulet. It was the only thing he had.

Archie yawned, waking up to the buzzing of his phone. He reached over, picking it up and answering the phone.

"Yeah?"

"You still coming to Pop's?" Veronica asked.

"Uh, yeah." Archie sighed, sitting up.

"I'll see you there, V." He hung up, putting his phone down. Archie ran a hand through his hair, sighing. He was exhausted. Archie looked down at his hand. The burn mark stared right back up at him. A soft whimper left him.