Demonic Awakening, The Naming Ritual of the Cursed Sword Gone Wrong

Day 67 - 9:36 PM - C.I.C.M, Ortigas Avenue Extension, Taytay, Rizal

Mark held the handle with both hands as searing flames covered the long wavy blade of the sword. Saying that it was searing was nothing but a context. In truth, Mark could not feel any heat coming from those flames.

Nevertheless, Mark could tell that these flames had an unimaginable temperature. It was because he could see the blade turning red. These flames gave him the feeling that these flames were trying to temper the blade.

The flames them bloomed further causing the darkened forest to become illuminated. It was as if the sun suddenly appeared over the forest. Due to this light, the monster below could not help but take a step back.

Like the blade of the sword, a wavy line made of these flames circled Mark.

As the wavy flame completed a circle around Mark, he knew that it was the time for him to start.

Thus, he closed his eyes.