Transformed! Into a Demon…?

Diagnosis results Riku splutters as the summoning circle goes horribly wrong and green smoke consumes them, coiling up from the ground. Archaic runes rise from the floorboards as magic weaves its way into the helpless vessel.

There is pain…and hunger.

Riku’s spine twists. They feel a burning, writhing sensation as if their very nerves are wriggling to break free from their flesh. Suddenly, something is changing…

Riku blacks out.

When they come to, they’re lying stiff on the cold floor and their new form covers the now-ruined circle.

Wait …new form-!?

A set of feathered wings seems to be attached to them, splaying wide across the dark room.

The light flickers on above and the next thing Riku notices is that their body is covered in fur as black as night. A fiery tail catches them by shock in the corner of their slitted purple eyes —they blink rapidly before finally looking at their feet and hands, elongated and clawed like a vampiric creature from the backwoods.

Thick, ram-like horns protrude from Riku’s cranium above pointed ears that hear everything… save for the old thrum of Riku’s mortal heart.

They’ve become the very monster they sought to control.

A groan works it’s way up Riku’s demonic throat. They bare their sharp teeth and usher a harrowing knell. People freeze in fear and corpses stir underground. In the nearby graveyard, skeletal arms begin to erupt from broken soil…

…this is the existence which now grips them eternally.