Spell

Let Suffering Be Thy Savior

Created by Draz

# Let Suffering Be Thy Savior This forbidden ritual invokes the presence of Sed Surgere, the Demon Lord of Anguish, in exchange for binding servitude to his infernal will. The caster must inscribe a circle in their own blood and hold their hand above an open flame while chanting the haunting incantation that acknowledges the entity's shadowy influence over mortal existence. The words speak of inescapable consequences, of debts that cannot be repaid and deeds that cannot be undone, drawing the attention of a being who has always lurked at the edges of one's fate. Through this ritual, the caster admits to the proximity of damnation and surrenders their autonomy to gain power or knowledge that mortal means cannot provide. The pain inflicted upon oneself during the ceremony serves as both sacrifice and binding oath, sealing the pact with blood and suffering. Those who complete this dark rite are forever marked as servants of the Lord of Anguish, their souls bound to eternal torment unless they fulfill their end of the bargain. The ritual is not undertaken lightly, for the price of power extracted by this contract is absolute and leaves little room for negotiation, as he only offers protection of what one loves, revenge and power exchange for servitude. Word of caution when calling his grace for he only comes to those who have lost or know the despair of losing what they love for only these souls known what Anguish truly is. Here is the chant to summon the dark lord Sed Surgere. "You have never stood this close, to where you want to be You have always waded in the shallows Between me and the deep blue sea You'd never want me to appear You'd never want it to be over You never wanted to reach out to the edge of time While you sleep in earthly delight Someone's flesh is rotting tonight Like no other to you What you've done You cannot undo I have always kept you closer than you've known I, I am riding in the shadows behind you On a pale white horse You'd would never want me to appear You'd never want this to be over Someone's flesh is rotting tonight Like no other to you What you've done You cannot undo While you sleep in earthly delight Still your soul will suffer this plight Like your father in hell What you've sold you can not unsell While you sleep in earthly delight Someone's flesh is rotting tonight Like no other to you What you've done, you cannot undo While you sleep in earthly delight Still your soul will suffer this plight But like a mother would save Her own child from digging a grave."