When disaster struck, an unlikely source sent me a Christmas present — and it certainly wasn’t St Nick!
Rifling through my book, I absorbed everything I needed to know.
I’d been practising witchcraft and paganism for a long time. But ever since I’d stumbled across texts about demons online, I’d thought: This is so interesting!
I knew it was dangerous ground to enter. So, for two years, I continued to educate myself on demonolatry, which was a means of self-empowerment through working with demons.
Through demonolatry, one of 72 demons could be used for their wisdom and knowledge to help guide someone through various things in their life.
And as I read up on the demonic entity, King Belial, I somehow felt he’d appeared to me before.
I made sure I was clued up enough for my own safety before beginning to practise rituals.
In time, I met Matej while I was on holiday in Croatia.
We swapped numbers, and when I flew home, we continued to chat non-stop.
We became a couple and before long, I opened up about my active practising of demonolatry.
‘That’s so interesting,’ he said. ‘How does it work?’
He had so many questions, but thankfully, he didn’t bat an eyelid! However, a year after getting together, we found ourselves separated overseas due to Covid-19. With me back home in Dundee, Scotland, I went through a dark period of my life.
Due to money troubles, we couldn’t find a flight cheap enough to reunite.
In desperation, I knew exactly who to turn to.
In front of my altar, I began preparing for my first-ever invocation ritual by cleansing the space of negative energy using incense.
Next, I produced a piece of fruit as an offering, before placing a veil over my head.
