,,,,<div class="menuPage">The figure stands in front of you, almost too tall for your low-ceiling bedroom. (click: "too tall")[You'd hazard they're standing around 6ft tall, not counting the horns. ](click:"horns")[Said horns are, distressingly, currently scraping your shitty ceiling.]
You: Holy shit!
[[You: Did the ritual actually work?!->did it]]</div>
(set: $demFriend to 0)
(set: $dName to "???")<div class="menuPage">The figure raises an eyebrow.
(click-replace: "figure")[creature](click-replace: "creature")[person](click-replace: "person")[demon]
<div class="demon">$dName: No, I'm a manifestation of your teenage angst.</div>(click-replace: "teenage angst")[untreated depression]
>>[[Yeah that tracks.]]
>>[[Wait, really??]]</div><div class="menuPage"><div class="demon">$dName: What? No, I--</div>
They look annoyed.(click-replace:"annoyed")[concerned]
<div class="demon">$dName: The ritual worked. Clearly.</div>
Oh.
You: Oh.
You: [[Now what?]]</div><div class="menuPage">They roll their eyes.
<div class="demon">$dName: No, dipshit. The ritual worked.</div>
You: Oh.
<div class="demon">$dName: But like.
$dName: The fact that you were ready to believe the depression thing is slightly worrying.</div>
Oh shit, they're onto you. You're not as well-adjusted as you seem.(click:"seem")[ (You're wearing makeup to bed, you don't have to worry about seeming well-adjusted.)]
>>[[Shrug]]
>>[[Deflect]]</div>
(set: $coolHuff to 0)<div class="menuPage">You: So like. [[Now what?]]</div><div class="menuPage">You huff, like a cool person.(click-replace:"a cool person")[an edgy 16 year-old]
You: Yeah, like I'm gonna take //mental health advice// from some, uh.
They are very tall. You're not sure you want to antagonize them.
(click:"antagonize them")[Okay, nevermind. Here you go.
You: Some random demon who's not even //goth//.
Yeah, you really got 'em there. [[Go you.->Now what?]]]
(set: $coolHuff to $coolHuff +1)</div><div class="menuPage">They huff.(if: $coolHuff is >0)[ It's way cooler than when you did it.](if: $coolHuff is <1)[ It's cool as hell.]
You feel inadequate in your (cycling-link: bind $faveBand, "MCR", "FOB", "Panic!", "BVB", "Paramore") T-shirt and your shitty pyjama pants.
<div class="demon">$dName: Right, so.</div>
They seem to take you in for the first time.
<div class="demon">$dName: Shit, you're just a kid. Where'd you even get this spell?</div>
You: Um.
You: Hot Topic has a books section.
You pick the book up from your desk and show them. It's black, and a tasteful goth font reads //[[Spells For Sad Goths With Shitty Parents]]//.</div><div class="menuPage">They squint at the title, then chuckle.
<div class="demon">$dName: Seems a bit on the nose, don't you think?</div>
>>[[Huff]]
>>[[Concede]]</div>(if: $faveBand is "Paramore")[(set: $demFriend to $demfriend +1)]<div class="menuPage">You: Like, it worked, right? //You're// here, whoever you are?(set: $coolHuff to $coolHuff +1)
They grin.
<div class="demon">$dName: You got me! Now...</div>
They look around, then make a beeline for your bed. The planks creak when they sit down, but you think it'll hold.(click-replace: "think")[hope]
<div class="demon">$dName: Sorry, I just. I'm really not feeling this whole "looming over the 15 year-old" thing.</div>
Ugh. You're 16, not 15. Whatever.
You: So. Are you gonna like. Take my soul?
(click: "Take my soul")[You don't really want them to take your soul, but you did summon them, so]
[[>>]]</div><div class="menuPage">You: I guess. I mean, it was on sale.
<div class="demon">$dName: Well, it got me here, so you got lucky! It's clearly the real deal.</div>
They look around, then make a beeline for your bed. The planks creak when they sit down, but you think it'll hold.(click-replace: "think")[hope]
<div class="demon">$dName: Sorry, I just. I'm really not feeling this whole "looming over the 15 year-old" thing.</div>
Ugh. You're 16, not 15. Whatever.
You: So. Are you gonna like. Take my soul?
(click: "Take my soul")[You don't really want them to take your soul, but you did summon them, so]
[[>>]]</div><div class="menuPage">They flinch.
<div class="demon">$dName: Hells, no. I don't really want to explain the mechanics of demon-hood to you, but--
$dName: It doesn't really involve //taking souls// anymore. Like not since, oh, the 1500s at least.</div>
Huh. Okay. Cool, you guess.
>>[[What does it involve, then?]]
>>[[So, can you do magic?->do magic?]]</div><div class="menuPage"><div class="demon">$dName: Christ, kid, I mean. Can you, like...</div>
They frown.
<div class="demon">$dName: Right, can you tell me what it means to be a human?</div>
>>[[You can't]]
>>[[You're a smartass]]</div><div class="menuPage">They blink. <div class="demon">$dName: I mean, sure. Do you want me to do a trick?</div>
You: Can you (cycling-link: bind $youWant, "give me magic powers", "change my appearance", "make MCR get back together", "make me a demon")?
[[>>->magic]]</div><div class="menuPage">You: That's not fair, demon seems more specific.
<div class="demon">$dName: Nope, just as nebulous!</div>
You get the feeling that's all you're gonna get out of them.
>>[[Keep pushing]]
>>[[Change the subject]]</div><div class="menuPage">You: Featherless chicken.
They snort.
<div class="demon">$dName: Then I'm a human. Horns and all.</div>
You get the feeling that's all you're gonna get out of them.
>>[[Keep pushing]]
>>[[Change the subject]]</div><div class="menuPage">You: You can't tell me anything? Like, do demons do magic? Do you all have horns? What's with the summoning? D--
They cut you off.
<div class="demon">$dName: Okay, okay, if this is what you want, I guess I can... Give you a demonic history lesson?</div>
This is exactly what you want. They roll their eyes.
<div class="demon">$dName: I'll be right back.</div>
Before you can ask where they're going, they're [[gone]].</div><div class="menuPage">You: So, um.
God, they're so purple. And tall, even sitting down. You gulp.
You: Like, [[can you do magic?->do magic?]]</div><div class="menuPage">{(if: $youWant is "make MCR get back together")[<div class="demon">$dName: You want me to use my demonic powers. To make a band you like get back together.</div>
You: [[When you say it like that...->do magic?]]](else-if: $youWant is "change my appearance")[<div class="demon">$dName: Oh dude. You're really too young to be messing with [[that kind]] of magic. I mean, the [[fast-acting]] stuff, at least.</div>](else-if: $youWant is "make me a demon")[They sigh.<div class="demon">$dName: Alright, no, that's. You don't //want// to be a demon, you're 15.</div>
You glare at them.
<div class="demon">$dName: Geez, 16. Sure. That's not much older.</div>
[[You roll your eyes.]]]
(else:)[<div class="demon">$dName: You want to learn magic?</div>
[[Um, yes, obviously.]]]}</div><div class="menuPage">You: Could you teach me... Other kinds of magic?
<div class="demon">$dName: I mean. I could teach you //some// magic, I guess. Kinda against protocol though.</div>
>>[[Aren't demons supposed to be cool]]?
>>[[You promise you won't tell.]]</div><div class="menuPage">You: The fast-acting stuff?
<div class="demon">$dName: Like, changing something drastic about your appearance wouldn't be great. You're still growing.</div>
You sense they're not telling you everything.
>>You: [[Buuuut?]]
>>You: [[That sounds so boring, I just want cool fangs.->You just wanted to be a cool demon]]</div><div class="menuPage">You: Yeah, sure, I'm 16, but you're a //demon//. Shouldn't you at least want to make more demons? I don't...
<div class="demon">$dName: That's not what we do.</div>
You: Then what do you do? I just don't want to. Be here anymore.
They sigh. <div class="demon">$dName: Alright, is that what this is about? You summoned me because you were feeling self-destructive but wanted to have fun about it?</div>
Ouch.
You: You don't have to be a dick about it.
<div class="demon">$dName: No, I. I was being serious, I wanted to check if I've read this right.</div>
>>[[You just wanted to be a cool demon]]
>>[[Yeah, okay, maybe you're not in a great place]]</div><div class="menuPage"><div class="demon">$dName: Fuck, you're right, I sound like my boss. Sure, yeah. You're not vegan, right?</div>
Are you?
>>[[You're vegan]]
>>[[You're not vegan]]</div><div class="demon">$dName: Alright. Sure. You're not vegan, right?</div>
Are you?
>>[[You're vegan]]
>>[[You're not vegan]]
<div class="menuPage">You: Yeah, I'm vegan. What, can I not do magic??
<div class="demon">$dName: No it's just. It limits our options, you know? Most magic is all--</div>They make a vague gesture. <div class="demon">$dName: Like. Ooooh, spooky blood sacrifice! Goat blood! Bleed into this chalice! </div>
You: That's... a lot of bleeding.
<div class="demon">$dName: Demons. Demonic magic.</div>
>>[[I guess if it's my own blood...->Fair.]]
>>[[Hard pass.]]</div><div class="menuPage">You: No, why? Can vegans not do magic?
<div class="demon">$dName: Hah, no, it's just. Magic tends to involve a lot of blood, and it's harder for vegans to find substitutes.</div>
>>[[Fair.]]
>>[[Hard pass.]]</div><div class="menuPage">They roll their eyes.
<div class="demon">$dName: //Buuut// if I wanted to, I could teach you spells that, like. Nudge your body in certain directions.</div>
Oh, you didn't even consider. You were thinking like, fangs or horns. Or no more acne. Not, like.
>>[[You don't want to follow this line of thought]]
>>[[Ask them]]</div><div class="menuPage">You: I, don't think I can do this.
They give you a gentle smile and get up.
<div class="demon">$dName: That's cool. Hey, if you ever want to talk about this again--</div>
You feel nauseous. You do //not// want to think about this.
<div class="demon">$dName: Or talk about anything else, you can call me. Here.</div>
They hand you a sticky note, on which they've scribbled a long list of numbers which cannot possibly be a phone number.
They pat your head.
<div class="demon">$dName: Good luck, kid. </div>
You blink, and they're gone.
>>[[Maybe you'll try to call them someday.->wait5]]</div><div class="menuPage">You: Um, so. Uh.
God, this is stupid. (click-replace: "stupid")[dumb](click-replace:"dumb")[terrifying]
You: can you. Is magic HRT a thing?
<div class="demon">$dName: Oh, kid. I've been my own estrogen supplier for the last century.</div>
You feel a weight lift from your chest.
[[Can you, can I...]]</div><div class="menuPage">They smile, and the horns don't scare you anymore.
<div class="demon">$dName: You've never told anyone, have you?</div>
>>[[Just a friend online]]
>>[[No, nobody]]</div><div class="menuPage"><div class="demon">$dName: And you really want this? It won't be instant, you know. It works like regular HRT, it's just a spell instead.</div>
[[You've never wanted anything like you want this]]</div><div class="menuPage"><div class="demon">$dName: And you really want this? It won't be instant, you know. It works like regular HRT, it's just a spell instead.</div>
[[You've never wanted anything like you want this]]</div><div class="menuPage">They nod, get up, and crack their knuckles.
<div class="demon">$dName: Alright, kid. I'll teach you the spell.</div>
You wait for the catch, and they chuckle.
<div class="demon">$dName: Nah, this one's on the house. Gotta stick together, right?</div>
You don't remember when you started to cry.
You: Yeah.
They extend a hand.
>>[[You take it->wait4]]</div><div class="menuPage">They snort.
<div class="demon">$dName: If you just want a new look, you should just learn makeup or whatever. Go back to hot topic, get yourself those fangs!</div>
Yeah, you know what? You're gonna get those fangs.
[[You: Yeah! I'm gonna get those fangs!]]</div><div class="menuPage">You sit down on the floor. It's uncomfortable, but you don't care.
You: Yeah, fuck it. I've been. I've been sad. I've been really fucking sad, and it doesn't end and I just want to--
<div class="demon">$dName: Drop everything and become a demon?</div>
You laugh. Or maybe it's a sob, you can't really tell. You're a bit of a mess.
You: Yeah, something like that.
They sigh.
<div class="demon">$dName: I mean. Shit, kid. I have good news and bad news.
$dName: The bad news is that demons can be depressed, too. Humans and demons? Real similar brain chemicals. We're basically humans with horns. And slightly longer lifespans.</div>
>>[[And the good news?]]</div><div class="menuPage">You go to Hot Topic with your new BFF, and you finally learn their name! Tragically, the demonic tongue is not something you can pronounce or comprehend, so they tell you to call them Dee.
(click: "Dee")[ Yeah, it's short for demon.]
(link: ">>")[You finally get your cool fangs, and perfect your goth look, but above everything else you make a friend for life! And possibly after, but they refuse to tell you what happens when you die, or what demons //actually// do.
(link: ">>")[You introduce them to Earth music, and it turns out they have the same taste as you! Their favorite band is also $faveBand, and you buy them a shirt to match yours. It's not what you thought would happen when you summoned a demon, but you wouldn't have it any other way.
(link: ">>")[(align: "==><==")[<img id= "test" alt="Loose sketch of a demon and a human. The human is taking a selfie, and the phone is obscuring their face. They are both wearing goth clothing." class="imIm" src="https://i.imgur.com/xdUaksd.png">]
[[>>Return to title->Welcome]]]]</div>(if: $fangs is <1) [(set: $fangs to $fangs +1)]]<div class="menuPage"><div class="demon">$dName: I mean. I could teach you //some// magic, I guess. Kinda against protocol though.</div>
>>[[Aren't demons supposed to be cool]]?
>>[[You promise you won't tell.]]</div><div class="menuPage">It's been years since you first met Dee. On top of the gender-affirming magic, they've taught you some really fun spells. You guess you're kind of a (cycling-link: "witch","wizard","warlock","sorcerer","magician") now. You don't really know what your future holds, but you're the happiest you've ever been.
(link: ">>")[You've moved out from your shitty parents' place, and you have a cat now. Her name is Millicent, and she's a lesbian, and you love her //so// much. Dee still visits when they can, and you have slumber parties--you still can't believe they hadn't had nachos before meeting you.
(link: ">>")[Oh, and you can look at yourself in the mirror now. And you feel at peace with what you see.
(link: ">>")[(align: "==><==")[<img alt="Illustration of a person with brown skin and long brown hair, their face obscured by a trans flag. They are holding a cat in their arms." class="imIm" src="https://i.imgur.com/eSg6eCB.png" height="350" width="350" />]
[[>>Return to title->Welcome]]]]]</div>(if: $takeIt is <1) [(set: $takeIt to $takeIt +1)]<div class="menuPage">You find the note through random chance. You're moving out from your parents' flat, and there it is, wedged between your bed (donate) and your bedside table (keep, you're attached to it). It's been enough time that you thought you'd dreamt the whole thing.
(link: ">>")[It takes you three months to call the number. You stick the note to the fridge (click:"stick")[(you have to use a magnet, the sticky part of the note is too dusty to stick to anything now)], and you pointedly ignore it until one night is too many nights spent pretending you don't want to scream when people call you (cycling-link: "miss","sir"). You dial the number, and here they are.
(link: ">>")[You make them tea. It feels weird, but you have to keep your hands occupied, because they're //here// and they're //real// and. And. And.
(link: ">>")[You talk through the night, and by morning you're different in two ways.
(link: ">>")[One: you know magic. You know magic and you know a spell that can make you more like you, little by little, and you're eager to learn more.
(link: ">>")[Two: you have a friend.
(link: ">>")[(align: "==><==")[<img alt="Illustration of a purple demon with close-cropped white hair, holding a mug with one hand and gesturing with the other. They are smiling." class="imIm" src="https://i.imgur.com/slPuF4m.png" height="350" width="350" />]
[[>>Return to title->Welcome]]]]]]]]</div>(if: $callThem is <1) [(set: $callThem to $callThem +1)]<div class="menuPage"><div class="demon">$dName: The good news is that I've been where you are. And for some reason, I've become invested in you.</div>
They pull a phone out of their pocket. It's a flip-phone, but this is like 2015 so you think it's the coolest phone you've ever seen. It has //charms//.
They start typing.
<div class="demon">$dName: I know a really good therapist, she really helped me get through my own issues and trauma. I'll get you an appointment, and if it doesn't work out we can keep looking. Alright?</div>
They're genuinely asking you. Like, they've stopped typing, and they're waiting for an answer.
You're not used to people listening to you. (click-replace:"listening to you")[treating you like a person]
>>[[Like, a hell therapist?]]</div><div class="menuPage">They laugh.
<div class="demon">$dName: Oh, no, regular human therapist. We //might// have to use magic to get there, though. I don't have any human money.</div>
This is absurd. You summoned a demon, and they're offering to take you to therapy. To //regular// therapy.
>>[[Alright.]]
>>[[Do I have to?]]</div><div class="menuPage">That therapist didn't turn out to be the one for you, but after a few weeks of hunting, Dee was able to find you one with whom it really clicked. You've been seeing him for the past 3 years, and you've been through some //shit// together. You think you may owe him your life.
(link: ">>")[Dee helped you move in with your aunt so you could finish high school, away from your shitty (click-replace: "shitty")[abusive] parents. You were worried you'd have to face graduation alone, but among your peers' parents, you spot your aunt and Dee, looking prouder than you've ever seen your parents, and the happiness you felt in that moment more than made up for the awkwardness of having to explain to your friends why your auncle came in cosplay. (click:"cosplay")[Dee is still literally a demon, and the horns are easier to hide than the purple skin.]
(link: ">>")[You're not sure exactly when Dee moved in with you and your aunt, but they're family to you. Their wedding happened in the Abyss, what with Earth not recognizing demons as, well, existing, and you're not ashamed to admit you cried most of the time
(link: ">>")[(align: "==><==")[<img alt="Loose sketch of a picture frame. In the picture there are three people, mostly obscured by the light." class="imIm" id= "test" src="https://i.imgur.com/2AGHPxo.png">]
[[>>Return to title->Welcome]]
]]]</div>(if: $therapy is <1) [(set: $therapy to $therapy +1)]<div class="menuPage"><div class="demon">$dName: Jesus, no! Sorry, I should have been clear. You summoned me, so I can leave whenever you want, no strings attached.</div>
You: No weird deals? No, I don't know, "don't eat the food" crap?
<div class="demon">$dName: You're thinking of the Fae. And no, this is just an offer.</div>
You don't know if they mean that you got your myths mixed up, or if they mean the Fae are real, and you need to watch out for them.
>>[[Yeah, alright.->wait3]]
>>[[Yeah, I'll pass]]</div><div class="menuPage">And just as soon, they're back, carrying a pile of books that look just like your school textbooks.
You: Oh. A literal history lesson.
They drop the books on the bed.
<div class="demon">$dName: We're not just. We're not the figures from your books, alright? We're a civilization! We have houses and librarians and...</div>
They stare pointedly at you.
<div class="demon">$dName: And we have freelance workers, who aren't //supposed// to be able to be summoned like this, but I guess your book predates that specific ruling.</div>
You don't know what to say to that.
They sigh, and pick up one of the books.
<div class="demon">$dName: Infernal History, volume one. Come on, take a seat.</div>
>>[[Remember that you asked for this->wait1]]</div><div class="menuPage">You return the last book to the shelf, and check your watch. It's almost closing time, but you could stay here forever. You've been working as a librarian here for just over two years, and you still can't believe you got the job. Dee (click:"Dee")[(that's your friend, the first demon you ever met!)] tells you it was nothing, but you know they had to cash in on quite a few favors to help you.
(link: ">>")[You don't know if you'll ever be able to express how grateful you are to them.
(link: ">>")[You see through the tall windows that the sun has set, and the street is bathed in the warm red of the moon.
(link: ">>")[The Abyssal Council was reluctant to let a human work in one of their libraries, let alone one who wasn't even a //witch//, but here you are. You have a flat in the city, a stable job, and your nose barely even bleeds when you speak abyssal anymore.
(link: ">>")[And for the first time, you don't feel inadequate.
(link: ">>")[(align: "==><==")[<img alt="Loose sketch of a human adult with long hair hiding their face. Next to them is a demon child, pointing at a book in a bookshelf." id= "test" class="imIm" src="https://i.imgur.com/E7apMi2.png">]
[[>>Return to title->Welcome]]
]]]]]</div>
(if: $demHistory is <1) [(set: $demHistory to $demHistory +1)]<div class="menuPage"><div class="demon">$dName: That's the spirit! We'll start with the basics. Classic stuff, levitation spells, feather to pen, pen to feather.</div>
You: You need blood to turn a feather. Into a pen?
<div class="demon">$dName: Oh just a bit of hair will do. Or a nail. Not the whole nail, just the part you cut when you clip them.</div>
You should be grossed out, but this is the coolest shit that's ever happened to you.
You: And what happens after the basics?
They grin, and their fangs are snow white.
<div class="demon">$dName: [[That's when the fun starts.->wait2]]</div></div><div class="menuPage">You: Ah, blood is uh. Like I'm goth but this is a //lot//.
They shrug.
<div class="demon">$dName: That's fair. I guess, if there's nothing else...</div>
You really don't think there's anything else.
<div class="demon">$dName: I'll be leaving then.</div>
You blink, and they've vanished.</div>
[[>>Return to title->Welcome]]<div class="menuPage">Dee grins at you, and tosses you a vial. You catch it, of course, you've been working with them--practicing, experimenting--for years now, and you can always tell when they're going to throw something at you. You add the contents to your cauldron, and it turns from a warm red to a bright pink.
(link: ">>")[You look around at your (cycling-link: "house","cottage","flat") and smile. Your home is covered in evidence of your witchcraft. Here, a shelf buckling under the weight of forbidden texts and jars of herbs. There, a tall mirror shows not your reflexion, but the inside of Dee's house, and you know when you step through it, that's where you'll find yourself.
(link: ">>")[And of course, Dee themselves. You've been best friends since around a month into your apprenticeship, and you both realized how much more you have in common than magic. You sometimes worry about things like lifespan and the looming threat of your mortality, but you now know what happens to witches when they die.
(link: ">>")[And, you think to yourself, smiling back at the person you love the most, you already have a place to crash when that happens.
(link: ">>")[(align: "==><==")[<img alt="Loose sketch of a person in a witch hat, the hat obscuring their face. They are making magic fire with their hand, and showing it to a demon." id="test" class="imIm" src="https://i.imgur.com/xXkICdH.png">]
[[>>Return to title->Welcome]]
]]]]</div>(if: $witchEnd is <1) [(set: $witchEnd to $witchEnd +1)]<div class="menuPage">They frown, but shrug. They put their phone back in their pocket.
<div class="demon">$dName: That's fair. I guess, if there's nothing else...</div>
They snap their fingers, and rummage around your desk for a piece of scrap paper. They scribble something on it and hand it to you.
<div class="demon">$dName: The therapist's address. Just in case.</div>
You nod.
You: I. Thank you. Sorry.
They shake their head.
<div class="demon">$dName: You do things in your own time, kid. I'll be around if you ever need some help. What with the book, and all.</div>
You blink, and they've vanished.
[[>>Return to title->Welcome]]</div><div class="menuPage"><span class="bigger">Spells For Sad Goths With Shitty Parents</span>
<span>//You're 16, you're goth, and you just summoned a demon.//</span>
<table class="menuOptions">
<tr>
<td>[[Start->start]]</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td>[[Content Warnings]]</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td>[[About]]</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td>[[Endings]]</td>
</tr>
</table></div>(set: $endDone to $demHistory + $witchEnd + $therapy + $fangs + $takeIt + $callThem)
<div class="menuPage">''Content warnings''
This game contains:
* swearing
* reference to abusive parents
* mentions of blood (humorous, in the context of witchcraft)
* reference to and feelings of gender dysphoria (not specific to any body parts or identities)
* discussion of depression
A lot of the game is lighthearted discussions of the topics above, with some heavy moments. The protagonist (You) is a 16 year-old in the mid-2010s and they're dealing with a lot, but //all of the endings in the game are positive//.</div>
>>[[Back to title screen->Welcome]]<div class="menuPage">Hi, I'm Max, and I made this game!
I'm a 21 year-old artist, I'm trans as hell, and I used to be a depressed 16 year-old who wore all black and dreamt of summoning demons. You can find me on twitter, ig, and tumblr @juicywizards!
I made this game for the <a href='https://itch.io/jam/i-cant-write-but-want-to-tell-a-story' target='_blank'>I Can't Write But Want To Tell A Story</a> jam. I really wanted to finish something, and I got really invested in my protagonist, so I just sat down and did it.
There are 6 endings (8 if you count the two "the demon pats your head and leaves" endings), and they're all pretty different, but all positive and uplifting!
It's a really short game, but I had fun making it (I've never made a game before!) so I hope you enjoy!</div>
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[[>>->Remember that you asked for this]]</div><div class="menuPage">
[[>>->That's when the fun starts.]]</div><div class="menuPage">
[[>>->Alright.]]</div><div class="menuPage">
[[>>->You take it]]</div><div class="menuPage">
[[>>->Maybe you'll try to call them someday.]]</div><div class="menuPage">//You've completed ''$endDone'' out of 6 possible endings!//
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(click: "Show illustrations")[<div class="flexItem"><img alt="Illustration of a purple demon with close-cropped white hair, holding a mug with one hand and gesturing with the other. They are smiling." id= "call" src="https://i.imgur.com/slPuF4m.png"><img alt="Illustration of a person with brown skin and long brown hair, their face obscured by a trans flag. They are holding a cat in their arms."id= "take" src="https://i.imgur.com/eSg6eCB.png"><img alt="Loose sketch of a demon and a human. The human is taking a selfie, and the phone is obscuring their face. They are both wearing goth clothing." id= "fangs" src="https://i.imgur.com/xdUaksd.png"></div><div class="flexItem"><img alt="Loose sketch of a human adult with long hair hiding their face. Next to them is a demon child, pointing at a book in a bookshelf." id= "librarian" src="https://i.imgur.com/E7apMi2.png"><img alt="Loose sketch of a picture frame. In the picture there are three people, mostly obscured by the light." id= "therapy" src="https://i.imgur.com/2AGHPxo.png"><img alt="Loose sketch of a person in a witch hat, the hat obscuring their face. They are making magic fire with their hand, and showing it to a demon." id= "witch" src="https://i.imgur.com/xXkICdH.png"></div>]
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