The two girls returned to their city unnoticed.
Looking at the girls' figure, Angelo sighed. Normalcy, everything needs to appear normal...
He wanted to re-educate the two of them to become followers but the process of conversion had been longer than expected and his period of irritability made it hard for him to judge time.
However, the bet ended up in favor of him. The accumulative energy brought forward by the two believers made it possible to make new actions.
How it works is pretty simple. The Old One who he serves is in need of energy and the energy brought by the weak human soul could help It recover an atomically small portion of energy. This transfer of energy is the result of a show of faith, horror, fear, despair, and gratitude as a result of It.
However, what It really desires is chaos. So as Its Human Aspect, it is needed for him to bring chaos to this world.
"To create chaos, what better way can there be to cause chaos with supernatural powers?"
As a human, he understood human nature more than anyone else. Modern societies are built around the foundation of reason, science, and equality. To create supernatural events is to disturb the social order and question authority.
Angelo thought for a while before returning to the lake. Here, he laid salt pepper, chalk, mint, blood, bread, and wine in a particular fashion. But most importantly, he had in his hand a piece of dimensional stone.
"O̷m̵ ̷N̶i̴ ̷S̷i̶ ̵f̸a̷."
"O̷m̵ ̷N̶i̴ ̷S̷i̶ ̵f̸a̷."
"O̷m̵ ̷N̶i̴ ̷S̷i̶ ̵f̸a̷."
"Children of the P̵r̷o̵g̸e̷n̶i̴t̴o̷r̶ ̵T̸r̷a̸n̷s̶c̵e̶n̶d̷a̶n̵t, of those who wander the universe, I summon you under my name, Angelo Xavi. Under the authority of the Great Old One, I command you to respond to my calls."
Crushing the dimensional stone, Angelo raised his hand, formed a claw-like posture, and made a swinging motion. Space tore under his power and a few minions appeared from the tear.
"Oh? I've thought that I've summoned children of the Progenitor Transcendent? How did it beings of material come out?"
The black demon with hard hones kneeled in fear, "Forgive us, Spokesman of the Old, we're very well the descendants of the Progenitor. However, He had been wounded by the King of Monstrosities and His authority has been slighted. Under the King's authority, the descendants of the Progenitor is cursed with the physique of flesh."
"The physique of flesh... It had been only three millennia since my Master has been sealed and there are already developments and changes in the powers of the universe." Angelo scratched his chin and thought about his new plan. He had wanted to summon minions of the plane ruled by the Lord of Flesh but the changes brought by the Progenitor Transcendent have changed his plan.
"O̷m̵ ̷N̶i̴ ̷S̷i̶ ̵f̸a̷."
"O̷m̵ ̷N̶i̴ ̷S̷i̶ ̵f̸a̷."
"O̷m̵ ̷N̶i̴ ̷S̷i̶ ̵f̸a̷."
Unlike the previous ritual, Angelo directly sliced space with his fangs and announced:
"Servants of the Old One, I call upon you to assist me in my efforts. I am the Spokesman of Old, Aspect of the Old One, and Bearer of Olden Essence, Angelo Xavi. Come, Plague Doctor!"
After what could be considered an eternity, a man in a black robe and wearing a beak mask came out of the cracked space. He then kneeled before him:
"Kekeke... Is it you who has summoned me?" The plague doctor's eyes began to look at him from top to bottom lecherously. "Oh, sorry sorry. I am too used with body experimentation..."
Angelo signaled that it was alright and went to brief his plan.
"What I want is simple. I want to strike fear to the mortals who live here. You, Plague Doctor, have a skill that I value highly, Experimentation. You can create freaks and monsters with living beings and corpses alike, right?"
"You..." The Plague Doctor narrowed his eyes and under the mask, one could strangely sense that the doctor was smiling: "You, you found my potential? Hahaha! Great! Great! Finally, I am of use!"
The beak mask shook as the Plague Doctor demonstrated his joy at being valued.
"Indeed, summoning requires a lot of resources, especially dimensional stone. I cannot continuously summon aberrances and monsters from every corner of the universe so I need you to create monstrosities for us." Angelo nodded, "Create monstrosities to rule this world in fear and create chaos."
To create monsters to turn the world into chaos?
The summons were speechless. The phantoms and demons did not speak since they were only contracted creatures. But the Plague Doctor began to shed tears, he was not only valued but he would play an essential role to promote his master's resurrection.
"This is an honor. I am willing to be a stepping stone to the Great Old One's resurrection."