Follow Me Summon

The Young Master cheered as he looked over his new summon.

"I'm Gell! What's your name? Can you hear me?"

"Remember Gell, he can't talk for the time being, yes or no questions would be good for now. Take him home, then name him, after all, a being of this power needs a name, can't just call him summon."

"Yes High Priest, come summon!"

Gell leads the Summon out of the High Priest Chambers and heads in the direction of his home. The new world stunned the Summon, looking all over, taking in the new sounds and scents, all the while examining himself. His fingers were now pointed, but retractable claws. He wasn't either North or Ucronius, but a varied mixture.

They walked another 15-20 minutes, before reaching a rundown mansion. The lawn was unkept and there were vines climbing up the walls. The two entered the Mansion and a demon greeted them.

"Welcome home master."

"Euphrates! Look what the High Priest summoned!"

The Demon studied the Summon, seeing the powerful aura the summon was giving off he knew exactly what his master had.

"He is excellent master. Have you chosen a name for him?"

"No, its weird, he's stupid powerful, but I can't come up with a name."

"Why not Nightshade master? His eyes remind me of the Nightshade trees in the forgotten grove."

"That's better than anything I'd ever think of, so Summon, your new name is Nightshade."

The Summon glowed with a Midnight Purple-Royal Blue glow then looked to the Young Master. "Thank you."

"Don't sweat it! Euphrates, take him upstairs and get him cleaned and dressed."

Euphrates nodded then lead Nightshade upstairs.

"This will be your room, please bathe then pick out an outfit. Once you're done, meet us downstairs for dinner."

Nightshade nodded and closed the door. The bath was already prepared and was warm. As he cleaned up he took notice of every new feature, scar, and blemish he had. He quietly sang himself a song he'd know form childhood then drained the bath. Drying off, he walked into the room, it was big and quite spacious. It had a walk in closet lined with clothes, mostly night ware, but he dressed in what the young master had picked out, then met them downstairs for dinner.

"Welcome Nightshade, I hope you will like what the cook prepared!"

"Thank you."

The Young Master looked up at Nightshade who still hadn't looked up. Then Euphrates spoke up.

"It's Thank you Sir or Master."

Nightshade still looked at the plate, pissing of the demon, who was about to discipline him but caught a glimpse of tears running down his eyes.

"What's the matter Nightshade?"

"This is all great...except I'm combine with the entity who killed me in my past life."

"That...would be jarring."

"Don't think I'm not grateful for the new body and chance at life, but this is all so much to process."

"Well, don't sweat it, the Priest killed him in the worst way possible, death by forget spell, you got to keep your memories, just not your old name. Do you like the name?"

"YES!" interjected Nightshade who's eyes were glowing Midnight Purple and Royal Blue.

"Good! Hopefully we don't have too rough of a day tomorrow. That way we can get you used to that new body!"

Nightshade nodded, "Yes sir."

The three ate and prepared for the long day ahead of them tomorrow.